Sometimes I look up at the moon
And wonder if you're looking at it too
And think about just how far
And what it looks like, from where you are
Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, mmm
Winds blow all through my mind
I should've let you go the first time
They say don't regret these things
They make you who you are you see
But what if you end up someone
You never really wanted to be
Don't look back too far
You could miss many things here where you are
Some things and people too
Are better left alone, far behind you
Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, mmm
