The wind blows rain into my face
The sun glows at the end of the highway

Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes
Child of the moon
Give me a wide-awake, crescent-shaped smile

She shivers
By the light she is hidden
She flickers like a lamp lady vision

Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes
Child of the moon
Give me a wide-awake, crescent-shaped smile

The first car on the foggy road riding
The last star for my lady is pining

Child of the moon, bid the sun arise
Child of the moon
Give me a hazy-day, pearly-gray, silver, silky-faced
Wide-awake, crescent-shaped smile