Time Of Moon lyrics

I feel like writing you a lovesong Now that our marriage is over I feel like sending you the bookshop Stored in my drawer all these years All the fears I ever had I've written them down I would've sent 'em to you But I changed my mind Kept 'em enclosed in the envelope Swallowed the key, kept 'em locked up I feel like ringing up Tomorrow Tomorrow = a place in time I feel like booking us a flight And fly over there and take one last look At the past It'll be far, it'll be dead It will be a joke we will laugh at It will wave from across the plain Leaving us a pricey airfare I'm just a poor old hare Kicking in air I feel like howling over midnight And stretching the sounds out to you I feel like tearing up the pieces You have mailed me through the phone Je suis alone Ring me Tomorrow Ring me Today Ring me whenever you've got something to say If you ring me from hell in the afternoon I will join you in this time of moon I'm just a big bad wolf Licking his wounds Howling Howling Howling