We spend our days drinking flowers
We spend the sun kissing like teenagers
I found bones on my doorstep
I don't know what it's supposed to mean
Reminded me of something you said
Last summer under the clover tree
When the moon arrives
When the moon arrives
When the moon arrives
You stroke my hair and say goodnight
Where there was ink on my fingers
Now there is blood on my hands
Don't tell me that it gets better
I never did understand
'Cause
When the moon arrives
When the moon arrives
When the moon arrives
You stroke my hair and say goodnight
I wish that
When the moon would arrive
If the moon arrived
When the moon would arrive
You'd kiss my lips and stay the night
