The Moon Below (and Fall)

I don't know what I would like to be
Just another free spirit manic pixie dream
Everything you thought you needed

I don't care what anyone thinks of me
Just trying to see through all these tears from the floor
Crying, screaming February

You can say anything you wanna do
And darling, I'll come through
I would never leave you hanging here, and

I can be anyone I want to be
But, I think you're the key
I can't be it without you and me

Ooh say it again
I'll be waiting
Just standing in that yellow porch light, honey

Fading into the background
Where I hear no sound
I just follow the path of the moon below and fall
(fall, fall, fall, fall, fall)

Now you see only the best in me
I swear, so sickly sweet that you could vomit
Always ripe but never rotten

Like a ghost I come to you in dreams
Not like you just watched me eat, sat across
From me in the diner booth, vinyl shining

And as you took your fork to cherry pie
I thought, 'you're the guy'
As your gaze met mine, I flicked away my eyes

You sipped your Coca-Cola unaware
But held your icy stare
I guess we're getting married, huh

Ooh say it again
I'll be waiting
Standing at the end of the aisle, white veil

Fading out of my youth
Everyday I'll see you
If you just follow the path of the moon below and fall

(Flowers in vases, dinner on Sundays
Flowers in vases, dinner on Sundays)

Now, there's flowers in vases
And dinner on Sundays
And car trips to the mountains
Sure it's gross
But I like it

I could've seen you and I didn't know it
You with all your golden plans
Your kingdom land
Every grain of sand

I just followed the path of the moon
Now life is grand
(I love you)