sitting under the moon
waiting for you
maybe I've read
too many romances
and believed them too
but the moon has
told me you've read
those same romances
and that you're crazy too
maybe I'm crazy
looking in a mirror
searching for you
maybe my reflection
shows me a better
point of view
but the mirror's
told me you've looked
at that same view
and that you're crazy too
maybe I'm crazy
howling under the moon
calling for you
maybe I cry out
too many times
thinking I'll find you
but the moon has
whispered to me
you've been calling too
and that I'm crazy for you
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