Lonely Moon


A slight starry night on a pile of grass
A leathery hand that’s sits in my own
Holding on to the moment, I wont let it pass
With the great hollow moon, that lays there alone

Still, I lay here, in the smooth of his side
A slight starry night on a pile of grass
The quiet is whispering un-told’s inside
Holding on to the moment, I won’t let it pass

The chill of a heartbeat, my hand on his chest
Still, I lay here, in the smooth of his side
An ongoing feeling that gives me no rest
The quiet is whispering un-told’s inside.

A sweet scented breeze flitters around
The chill of a heartbeat, my hand on his chest
This passionate longing that speaks not a sound
An ongoing feeling that gives me no rest

A simple night, with only one moon
A sweet scented breeze flitters around
It tugs at my hair, and breaks down the walls
This passionate longing that speaks not a sound.