The Moon

The moon has no light of her own
The winds no strength until I blow
The storm doesn't come from the sea
Or the meaning of life but from Me
Feeling doesn't come from the wine
Or the taste of the grapes from the vine
The fragrance doesn't come from the flower
All sensation is created with My Power
The rhythm doesn't come from the guitar strings
Or the harmony from the way that one sings
So think of Me the next time you applaud
Cause I write the words
I set the beat, I sing the songs
Soooongs, I sing the songs
I sing the sooooongs
Soooongs, I sing the songs
I sing the songs

Her softness doesn't come from her lips
Or her charm from the shape of her hips
Her beauty doesn't come from her eyes
It's all a part of My disguise
The body has no life without the Soul
Just as the rock has no life without the roll
So think of Me the next time you applaud
Cause I write the words
I set the beat, I sing the soooongs
Soooongs, I sing the songs
I sing the soooooongs
Soooongs, I sing the sooongs
I sing the songs

Soooongs, sooooongs
I sing the sooooongs
Soooongs, I sing the soooongs

I sing the songs



Credits
Writer(s): Yitzak Zeinfeld
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