I sing of the day of the orange moon

that reflected in the lake

and seemed to stop time;

for a second the world was pure beauty

and my worries were gone.
I sing of the peaceful bike ride we had

around the beautiful lake,

the laughter we shared

and the smiles we spread

that day at the lake.
With a peaceful sorrow

the sun went down

its warm rays now hidden,

its song quieted until sunrise tomorrow.
I sing of that moon

that ended our day;

the moon with the orange glow,

the moon with such a breathtaking song.
With a night that softly caressed the day goodbye

as that orange moon sang its song;

the song that reflected in the lake and ended our day.