The Moon throbs in the sky,
right above where I lie
It lights then dims,
waiting ’till Dawn

Pretty grey lights shine,
when I’m trying to find a dime,
the moonlit lights are lush,
and foxes are scurrying in a bush,
waiting ’till Dawn

The sky is dark,
wherever I lark,
the reflection is blue
where someone is too,
waiting ’till Dawn