here you are sporting those tiny pearls of pleasure

on your ears and in your hair

sometimes they`d flow from your eyes like tears

i used to pick the up and hoard them as a measure

of how alive you where that night

and yet how close to the end

i`d wrap`em up and shoot`em to the

moon

and if we try now just a little harder

we can go up there

and paint another

moon

(moon-moon all your light upon me)

i used to help you light up all the scented candles

yeah you wre well aware

of all the ghosts that would stare at you

since you became the only ghost inside my room

inside my heart

there`s perfume in the air no matter if it`s day or night

but if you want me to

i`d wrap`em up and shoot`em to the

moon

and if we try now just a little harder

we can go up there

and paint another

moon

(moon-moon all your light upon me)