I take off my dress to inspect my skin
I suppose I know blood flows within
I know because of what I've heard
Of the color of love the color of dirt
What of the mess I am trying to clothe
With silk and sound from the girls in town
Unable to put my ear to my chest
I can only guess I can only guess
I cannot escape it
Yet I have made it
I cannot explain it
But I'm trying to name it
I see the moon does the moon see me
Does the moon see the one that I long to see
I see the moon does the moon see me
Does the moon see the one that I long to be
I see the moon does the moon see me
Does the moon see me
Does the moon see me
