Standing On The Moon

Standing on the moon
 I got no cobweb on my shoe
 Standing on the moon
 I'm feeling so alone and blue
 I see the Gulf of Mexico
 As tiny as a tear
 The coast of California
 Must be somewhere over here, over here
 Standing on the moon
 I see the battle rage below
 Standing on the moon
 I see the soldiers come and go
 There's a metal flag beside me
 Someone planted long ago
 Old Glory standing stiffly
 Crimson, white and indigo
 Old Glory standing stiffly
 Crimson, white and indigo
 Indigo
 I see all of Southeast Asia
 I can see El Salvador
 I hear the cries of children
 And the other songs of war
 It's like a mighty melody
 That rings down from the sky
 Standing here upon the moon
 I watch it all roll by, all roll by
 All roll by, all roll by
 Standing on the moon
 I see a shadow on the sun
 Standing on the moon
 The stars go fading one by one
 I hear a cry of victory
 And another of defeat
 A scrap of age-old lullaby
 Down some forgotten street
 Standing on the moon
 Where talk is cheap and vision true
 Standing on the moon
 But I would rather be with you
 Somewhere in San Francisco
 On a back porch in July
 Just looking up at heaven
 At this crescent in the sky, in the sky
 Standing on the moon
 With nothing left to do
 A lovely view of heaven
 But I'd rather be with you, be with you
 I rather be with you
 I rather be with you
 I rather be with you