Moon کے بول

If I swear there’s nothing left to harvest Will you spare the wind from my leaves? If I tell you I’ve been trying my hardest Trying not to fall to my knees Will you go easy on me? Do you know what I mean? Oh, Moon You make a fool out of me Oh, Moon Everytime you shine your light on me I feel your pull in my waters I’ve seen your hand in the sea Pregnant as the sky giving birth to a mirror And running like that river to the sea Remember I'm just a ghost in a shell That they’re trying to pass back down to hell Oh, Moon You make a fool out of me Oh, Moon Everytime you shine your light on me Oh, Moon You make a fool out of me Oh, Moon Everytime you shine your light on me