Old man moon
May I have a word?
How many pleas
Have you heard?
I offer up mine
Same as the rest
Turn a yellow eye
Assist my quest
To seek and find
The love of my heart
Maybe you can see
Where to start
Please look down
And guide my gaze
Show me where to go
As I follow your rays
Moonbeams on my shoulder
Gentle in the night
As the love I seek
To guide me to the light.
DW
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