SEE HER HOW SHE FLIES
GOLDEN SAILS ACROSS THE SKIES
CLOSE ENOUGH TO TOUCH
BUT CAREFUL IF YOU TRY
THOUGH SHE LOOKS AS WARM AS GOLD
AHE MOON'S A HARSH MISTRESS
AHE MOON CAN BE SO COLD

ONCE A SUN DID SHINE
LORD IT FELT SO FINE
THE MOON A PHANTOM ROSE
THROUGH THE MOUNTAINS AND THE PINES
AND THEN THE DARKNESS FELL
THE MOON'S A HARSH MISTRESS
IT'S HARD TO LOVE HER WELL

I FELL OUT OF HIS EYES
I FELL OUT OF HIS HEART
I FELL DOWN ON MY FACE
I TRIPPED AND MISSED MY STARS
I FELL AND FELL ALONE
THE MOON'S A HARSH MISTRESS
THE SKIES ARE MADE OF STONE
THE MOON'S A HARSH MISTRESS
SHE IS HARD TO CALL YOUR OWN