Deep in the night as I lay in sleep,
The Man in the Moon - He talks to me.
Whispering words of things that are to be,
Mountains thee shall climb - but the journey steep.
Late in the night whilst thee slumber,
The Man in the Moon - He talks to me.
He speaks of love, peace, and serenity,
No longer shall thee, in mental anguish, lumber.
All that thee seek - shall find thee soon,
The Man in the Moon - He confides in me.
Truth I know - for of that He speaks - I see,
Destiny shall find a convert in June.
The Man in the Moon - He talks to me,
I pass this on - He speaks of thee. |
