See her as she flies
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Golden sails across the skies
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Close enough to touch
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But careful if you try
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Though she looks as warm as gold
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The moon's a harsh mistress
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The moon can be so cold
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Once the sun did shine
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And Lord it felt so fine
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The moon?[?]
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Through the mountains and the pines
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And then the darkness fell
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And the moon's a harsh mistress
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It's hard to love her well
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I fell out of her eyes
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And I fell out of her heart
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I fell down on my face
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Yes I did
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And I tripped and I missed my star
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Then I fell and fell ago
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And the moon's a harsh mistress
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And the sky's made of stone
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The moon's a harsh mistress
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She's hard to call your own
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The Moon Is A Harsh Mistress
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| Josh Groban |
