She’s like a sparrow in the rain
Hiding in something hollowed out
And when she speaks through it, her voice is strained
Falls before it gets enraged
She casts her sorrow on a still lake
That only knows the unchanging
And when she turns to me to make a wave
I say I am no moon
I only feel its sway

Well, I cannot bear this wounded light
A view behind Saturn’s rings
And If I could go to them, I’d pull them down alright
Around and round
Again and again
But I am no moon
I only feel its sway

Well, I stir beneath her and I try to wait
You know I’d like to come and show no restraint
I’d like to throw a stone and have thе ripple stain
The echo rеmains
Oh, but they only know the moon
They’d only feel its sway
The moon