The Moon in the Day
Hey
Let me back out now
I won't make a noise
And I'm here if you need me so
Don't you feel bad now
And don't you feel bad for me
We both know that's just enough
See how good it's been
Always
When you are lost in the dark
I'm the star burning bright
When you're a mead-owlark
I'm the branch to let you rest aside
When you're depressed with no light
I'm the record to play
When you're a thief in the night
I'm the Moon in the day
Hey
We still have some time
So wipe the tears off your face
We're about to dance the blues away
So take off your shoes now
Let's burn down this photograph
We shall take a new one
Where we stand as we are
Always
When you are lost in the dark
I'm the star burning bright
When you're a mead-owlark
I'm the branch to let you rest aside
When you're depressed with no light
I'm the record to play
When you're a thief in the night
I'm the Moon in the day
And these hollow eyes
And these big blue skies
And that bowie shirt of the guy running past me
And the red of those shoes
And them rigging the news
And that old lady and her dog
And all the boys skating outside
To the sound from the boombox
And the girls hanging out at the clubs
And this feeling in the guts
And these paper cuts
These senseless routes of mine
And the tone of your voice when you're laughing
And none but us playing the game
And the words too hurtful to say
And the Moon in the day
Let me back out now
I won't make a noise
And I'm here if you need me so
Don't you feel bad now
And don't you feel bad for me
We both know that's just enough
See how good it's been
Always
When you are lost in the dark
I'm the star burning bright
When you're a mead-owlark
I'm the branch to let you rest aside
When you're depressed with no light
I'm the record to play
When you're a thief in the night
I'm the Moon in the day
Hey
We still have some time
So wipe the tears off your face
We're about to dance the blues away
So take off your shoes now
Let's burn down this photograph
We shall take a new one
Where we stand as we are
Always
When you are lost in the dark
I'm the star burning bright
When you're a mead-owlark
I'm the branch to let you rest aside
When you're depressed with no light
I'm the record to play
When you're a thief in the night
I'm the Moon in the day
And these hollow eyes
And these big blue skies
And that bowie shirt of the guy running past me
And the red of those shoes
And them rigging the news
And that old lady and her dog
And all the boys skating outside
To the sound from the boombox
And the girls hanging out at the clubs
And this feeling in the guts
And these paper cuts
These senseless routes of mine
And the tone of your voice when you're laughing
And none but us playing the game
And the words too hurtful to say
And the Moon in the day
Credits
Writer(s): Maciej Mołdrzyk
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