You grow,
You're growing low
Killing the bloom,
Acting as a doom
But you show
That life will roll
And don't matters my sin,
You see I'm not clean
But I am getting better soon

I see you enjoyin' freedom,
But you still need some wisdom

My life is just a season
Of a novel that makes no reason

Darling, the moon
I'll give you the moon
If you respect
What I reflect
When I am without you
And deeply sad,
Feeling realy bad
But don't you think it's over,
'Cause I haven't finished it yet.