"I wrote poems to the moon about you,
When the sunset baltered its way back home,
When the stars twinkled whilst the moon shone,
I whispered about you,
The dawn waited for my neverending tales to end,
The moon and the stars,
Their eyes shone with jealousy.
I whispered and whispered,
I think the rabbit on the moon,
Waved at me, all night
Listening to the poems of you and me.
Till the dawn poked on my face,
Till the gentle morning breeze
Made my bangs dance,
I fell asleep,
Into the dreams of you
Where the Moon told me
Its jealous of you"
