See her how she flies
Golden sails across the skies
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon′s a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold
Once the sun did shine
Good Lord it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Over the mountains and the pines
Then the darkness fell
The moon's a harsh mistress
It′s hard to love her well
I fell out of her eyes
Fell out of her heart
Fell down on my face
I tripped and missed my stars
Fell and fell alone
The moon's a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone
The moon's a harsh mistress
She′s hard to call your own
Writer(s): Jimmy L. Webb Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
