The Moon calls to me, I do not ignore.
For the Moon is my soul, the night is my life.
I stay up late in the night, watching as the clouds pass by.
When the Moon is there, I am at peace.
When she is gone, I am down.
Yet I know she will be back, as she is every time.
For I have embraced her as she has me.
And fear has no place in my life.

The Moon tells me secrets that others ignore.
She is my teacher, my goddess.
I give her my soul, she gives me life.
This is bliss, this is joy. I could never give up.
I have found my place, amongst the night sky.
The Moon is my Goddess, my light and my life.

She gives me my strength, and she gives me hope.
Joy of Joy is what I feel when she is there.
Forsaking her is forsaking my soul.
It cannot be done, for in doing so I kill myself.
She's given me wings, to fly through the night.
And I use them to find my way through life.
The Moon is my Goddess, my light and my life.

Lost in space, where do I go?
There is no up or down or left and right.
Theres no sense of direction, or sight.
All I see is black and the occaisional light.

I'm going crazy, someone please help.
I've no one to talk to, what do I do?
I thought space would be fun, but now I see its not.
What can I do, now that I'm here?