Looking East

Rolling ghostly clouds seethes the gulf moon is full moon and full Summer is here again no one knows how it came moon swollen and full Honeycombs of light peek through the clouds I am obsessed with a lady to the east The song is sung when all are asleep I dream her awake Thoughts are singing gulf is silent I am looking west Words of romance come easier when sung by the sea No one knows how she came either She just did maybe the moon shines on her In Georgia Under the white moon perhaps she will read this As I write this my heart flies from me Summer night your love is here By the ocean side by the islands Summer night tell her by the full moon her lover is here...