| Mister moon, as you sit there
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| Enjoying your own glow
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| I am one of very few souls
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| You’d really like to know
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| Moon, now that you tell us
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| That your friendly night is here
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| I shall tell my friends that
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| Tonight you’re very clear
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| Yes, I’m gonna tell those who are near
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| Mister moon, though you arrived
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| My friends are all asleep
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| And so I sit upon a hill
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| So very far beneath
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| Moon, I can’t recall when
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| Your light has been so free
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| I guess you can see me smiling
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| That is, if you can really see
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| Yes, I wonder what moons be
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| Mister moon, if it wasn’t for sunlight
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| I’d visit you 'til end
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| But since it’s time to leave
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| My bed, it can just pretend
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| Moon, I’ll see you later
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| To talk and sing along
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| But I’ll be damned if I can see
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| That make believe is wrong
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| So I’ll just imagine along |