Howling at the Moon
Cry like mad, my love forsaken
How could I ever be so mistaken?
With the moon my heart is waning
Still, there's no use in feigning explaining.

Sweet as rain, so soft and tender.
Sighing and dying is all I remember.
Black to white the times are changing.
Where were you while my true love was aging?

Though a piece of me was dead,
The thought of you revived me
And stayed inside me.
Through the light of June, the dark I knew
While I was howling at the moon.

Rift the stage that held me captive.
Stay the day when your love was inactive.
Shades of hope reduced to nothing,
Silence disclosing the truth you were clutching.
Though a piece of me was dead,
The thought of you revived me
And stayed inside me.
Through the light of June, the dark I knew
While I was howling at the moon.
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