The moon is always the same
let it be from my window
let it be from my window
or from your window, she shines and pulls
you to her, she makes you sing and
cast doubts in your mind, why is
she laughing at me when I look at her,
who is that strange creature that pears
down on me every full moon night,
questions, questions, questions that
no one can really answer......
you to her, she makes you sing and
cast doubts in your mind, why is
she laughing at me when I look at her,
who is that strange creature that pears
down on me every full moon night,
questions, questions, questions that
no one can really answer......
Ros
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