She calls herself the moon.
And she calls herself the moon,
No wonder she loves the ocean
And you're so blue.
But it is the water that has to,
Rise and reach,
Why should I beseech?
But I do.
I do,
I do and outdo.
My sun is travelling somewhere,
Unwilling, farther every day,
Dragged by your mistress—
And my only beauty will fade—
As she remains and you'll reach
For her light instead,
Her instead
The truth is,
I don't see you glow like you did when
I shared the shine I was shared by
What she dragged away,
What she dragged away
And I know you look back at me with
The voice that comforts me but now
You see what was underneath the light
That she dragged away,
She dragged away