The Moon

You see I make my way You see I make my way Oh brother, I don't understand you. Oh brother, I don't understand you. It's just a simple trait of who you are, Just a mirror-like reflection of your face. You see I make my way, the way I navigate. Oh brother, I don't understand you. The night was dark, the moon was high. The moon was shinning, She was falling apart. In the night she was pining, pining, No, she's falling apart. In the beginning, He had broken her heart.