• Never love the moon
    Never gaze at the stars
    Never let your feelings fleet
    Or sweep you off your feet

    Love is a fickle
    Like honeysuckle on the vine
    Sweet is the wine at first
    Intoxicated you are in time

    I say leave the moon
    Where it floats and flies
    Leave them to the skies
    Where her lover lies

    The sun, the moon,
    the stars, the skies
    All are beyond me
    So why love them?