i shall walk the streets alone tonight
there is no life at home
i must get out to watch the prettier ones
i want to talk but they don't listen
i want to live, i want to love
You are the moon, on a stormy ocean
full moon, uncaring space
bright moon with all reservation
i must be what i must be
for no one's the same
Roving streets libidos flow
Forgotten Sky, alone you're Dry
I want to live, I always want to love
You are the full moon bright on the Sky
Hiding your feelings Alone you Cry
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