The Moonchild
The Moonchild
The night is for demons
It is what they say..........
But the darkness always comes through the shining ray.
The sun is superior to that of the moon,
but the moonshine is beautiful just like the butterfly out of the cocoon.
you set your hair back, just to see the twilight cloud,
even the majestic moon, saw your beautiful eyes, and bowed.
Finding the beauty, you fill my world with wonder,
I can promise that I will stand with you in the waves of thunder.
Teach me piano, I want to drown in your voice,
This crescent moon shines bright as per your choice.
Yeh, you are a moonchild, the moongirl I love,
your smile makes me red, I just wanna be loved.
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