She Calls Me the Moon

She calls me the moon Brooklyn walking cross my mind Beatrice, my divine You're something special to me She calls me the moon She's extraordinary, queen She sees god, even in me You're something special to me And when darkness claims the room I remember when she sang me the blues And she's shining in a melancholy bloom She calls me the moon She wrote me a language And we speak it on our own Feeling close when I'm alone She's my favorite author She wrote me a language And it rolls right off the tongue Could be spoken, could be sung She's my favorite author And when darkness claims the room I remember when she sang me the blues And she's shining in a melancholy bloom She calls me the moon Soak me in your moonglow Though we're apart I can still feel your love