Now I'm broken See down in my heart I gave it a hunet and one percent all the time Thinking that I Could live out these eh-ep-si-si-isodes No reruns suppose Thought you were my star Thought you were the moon But since you come down here

On the highway, thirty people lost their lives. In the moonlight, see the greyhound rollin' on. For the graveyard, thirty boxes made of bone. In the midnight, hear me cryin' out her name. On the highway, thirty people turned to stone. Well, I had some

I said hey, Sister Moonshine I said hey, Sister Moonshine, Who's a stranger to everyone. So, -MAKE US ALL LAUGH- -MAKE US ALL GIVE- Make us all cry, Ooo when I was a small boy, Well, I could see the magic in a day, But, now I'm just a poor boy,

Take that moon or break it 'cross the sea Is one moon enough? Everything I want is just out of reach And my moon If I can see With my cheap telescope That my neighbor has two or three Down soon enough What does it mean?

A hundred miles an hour Out on highway 10 Top down burning up the night again Ain't no one can catch you But girl I'm gonna try I can see that dangerous look in your eyes You're my kind of crazy Full moon saying you know what I like

Just as long as you stand, stand by me And darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh stand by me When the night has come And the land is dark And the moon is the only light we'll see No I won't be afraid, no I won't be afraid So darlin', darlin', stand by me, oh

And it feels so good 'Cause love makes the world feel good Livin' for tomorrow Lost within a dream Tryna find the answer to the question And it seems that love makes the world feel good Singin' in the moonlight Dancin' in the rain

I'm beginning to see the light I never cared much for moonlit skies I never wink back at fireflies But now that the stars are in your eyes I never went in for afterglow Or candlelight on the mistletoe But now when you turn the lamp down low Used to

I'd like to walk you through a field of wildflowers And I'd like to check you for ticks 'Cause I'd like to see you out in the moonlight I'd like to kiss you way back in the sticks Every time you take a sip In this smoky atmosphere You press that bottle

I've been seeing angels In my living room That have walked the sun And have slept on the moon Covered in the fragrance Of their own perfume Telling me the stories Stories coming true