The Crying Moon

Under the sun
Where you were born
I thought she would be waiting

I gave up my face for you
And when I saw it bleeding through the sky
I thought maybe we weren't so far apart

The moon, she welcomed me
I'll never will be really free

Under the sun
Where you were born
I thought she would be waiting

I ask for a God to let me rot
But I will never hear your voice
I will never hear your voice



Credits
Writer(s): Jose Eduardo García Gastelum
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