Here Comes the Moon

Oh, once again, the sun is sleeping One last smile, of which he is greeting To leave behind the day so fine To have glazed so well, so divine In his mind he might have thought Am I the only reason for hot? Am I good or am I bad? Do I make people happy do I make them sad? The world there is always remains The thought in minds always refrains Oh so dark is now as the sun has left Hard days work end up in a virtual rest In that sky oh so blue oh so vast A blaze of gold for the time it last King of the day with his entire blaze Leaves us the dark full of sage Oh yes brightness he has always made In the top, a reason for shade To leave us all to come so soon There goes the sun here comes the moon