You caught me serenading in the moon again
Caught with my hands on July
How could I explain myself after this
You caught me dreaming in the June
Caught me with a love I can't resist
How could I explain myself after this?
How could I explain?
How could I?
Many many many moons
Many times I've fallen for this cycle in the sky
This was the last triangle
How lonely the moon
How useless my songs are
For what you saw once, now you are gone
What goes other stars
How lonely the moon
How useless my songs are
For what you saw once is gone
What goes other stars
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