A moon beam rides across my window
To fall straight ahead on the curve of the road
Night sings a lullaby and my feet skirt through thin air
The name written on my lips echoes through these plains
A story emerges out of my heart to claim fingers once again
This quiet rain tonight paints my very own moon bow…
To fall straight ahead on the curve of the road
Night sings a lullaby and my feet skirt through thin air
The name written on my lips echoes through these plains
A story emerges out of my heart to claim fingers once again
This quiet rain tonight paints my very own moon bow…
