Copper Moon

Just a slice of Copper Moon Over the ocean, ocean blue To hear my one and only tune To strike a chord that brings me to you There was a time when The only trouble was deciding what trouble to get in We'd go to town and get caught on a whim Jaxi's at the game arcade, flippers in her hand Listening to the Soft Parade on the sand In through one door, out the other You were the only one Who could lift us out of our ordinary day Holding us in the sun For an extra amount of energy before We had to come down and run Back to our sheltered homes and pretend there was no one . . . I draw your name in the sand so you can see From wherever you are that I'm thinking 'bout you and me I know you're out there, over the ocean blue Under the guise of that copper moon