tonight the moon is playing tricks again
feeling sea sick again
and the whole world could just dissolve…into a glass of water
I’ve been good ‘cause I know you don’t want me to
do you really want me to be blue as you…
it’s her daylight that gets me though
we’ve been here before…last time you scratched at my door
the moon was naked and cold I was like a two year old
who just wanted more
if you wear that velvet dress but if you wear that velvet dress
if you wear that velvet dress but if you wear that velvet dress
tonight the moon has drawn its curtains
(tonight the moon is a mirrorball)
it’s a private show no one else going to know
(light flickers from across the hall I’m wanting)
who’ll catch the star when it falls…
sunlight sunlight fills my room if you wear that velvet dress
it’s sharp and it’s clear
but nothing at all like the moon…
it’s okay…the struggle for things not to say
I never listened to you anyway
and I got my own hands to pray
