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Sitting on a corner all alone,
Staring from the bottom of his soul.
Watching the night come in from the window.

It'll all collapse tonight, the full moon is here again,
In sickness and in health, understanding so demanding,
It has no name, there's one for every season,
Makes him insane to know.

Running away from it all,
I'll be safe in the cornfields, he thinks, hunted by his own
Again he feels the moon rising on the sky

Find a barn to sleep in, but can he hide anymore
Someone's at the door, understanding, too demanding
Can this be wrong, it's love that is not ending
Makes him insane again

She should not lock the open door
Full moon is on the sky and he's not a man anymore
She sees the change in him, but can't
See what became out of her man.

Swimming across the bay,
The night is gray, so calm today.
She doesn't want to wait.
We've got to make the love complete tonight

In the mist of the morning he can't fight anymore
Thousands moon or more, he's been howling
Knock on the door, and scream that is soon ending
Mess on the floor again...

We should not lock the open door
Full moon is on the sky and he's not man anymore
We see the change in him but can't
See what became out of her darling man

See what became out of that man

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Full Moon
Santana



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