Pull Of The Moon

The moon was high in an autumn sky
 The light cast down and you came outside
 And the night filled the dark with a thousand stars
 proving nothing was better than where we are.
 In the pull of the moon
 and the weight of the stars,
 you anchor me with all that you are
 Like the stemming of the tide,
 the moon's attraction to the sea,
 you are, you are all these things.
 A tea kettle whistle deep within a home
 As a radio sings a song it's sung countless times before
 And I step outside with a searching heart
 to save up wishes as we look above.
 In the pull of the moon
 and the weight of the stars,
 you anchor me with all that you are
 Like the stemming of the tide,
 the moon's attraction to the sea,
 you are, you are all these things.
 So the sky dismissed the stars
 the night became unseen
 the sun woke from its slumber
 and the moon packed up its things
 saying "The only way to love is to know it might be lost.
 So take hold lightly, let go lightly, whatever the cost."
 In the paleness of a porchlight, I became drowsy with all these
 things
 As I close my eyes slowly and I sing before we sleep...
 In the pull of the moon
 and the weight of the stars,
 you anchor me with all that you are
 Like the stemming of the tide,
 the moon's attraction to the sea,
 you are, you are all these things.
 You are, you are all these things.