I saw the white light of the moon and the gold light of the warm day

I thought I'd lay there next to you and see what you might have to say

The red moon over purple hills in the speeding bus seems so impossible

But now I've got some things to think of

It's over now, you've gone away

And when you're gone find there's nothing left to say

Golden light feels so warm and

Restless nights lead you into a storm

I just want to feel like I

Think I should

But it's no use, ooh

I just want to feel like I

Think I should

It's no use, ooh