Missing The Moon

Well, nobody's sewing no wild oats around here
And I’m growing roses and blowing my wildest years
I do work in the field, I do play in the field
And when it comes time to rest
I roll up my sleeves and I bury my heart in my chest

Like a night of hard thinking
And a mountain to climb
All our thoughts will outlive us, anyway
Before our time

Well, I didn't make the bed where I lie
But I know that somebody did
And I didn't make myself fall into love
I’m only somebody's kid
Now I'm a dreamer without a dream
And a drifter with no place to be
And yes, Lord, I bеlieve in you
But, oh Lord, you're lеaving me

I came in like a lamb and I left like a lion
And I've seen what an ass I can be
But I loved like a giant who could spy the whole forest
But couldn't get through all the trees

Well you've got my love
Go on, let me be
It's my love that you need, darlin’
You don’t need me

Well, I don't want to get burned
I just want to shake hands with the fire
’Cause old friends are better
Than two lonely lovers for hire

And I try to find a reason
That reason has left me so soon
A black bird in a coal black night
Singing and missing the moon

Now come back to me ,come back, that moment of question
When roses were nothing but seeds
'Cause flowers they grow old and die on the same branch
And the same tree

Well you've got my love
Now go on, let me be
It's my love that you need, darlin’
You don't need me