Teksty: The Wannadies. How Beautiful Is The Moon.

I was accosted late one night,
A stone's throw from home,
By a staggering drunk
Whispering to me
How beautiful is the moon?
He said and smiled at me

I need you.
I'll never let you go


Together or apart, the difference is..??
It's why that makes me cry
How beautiful is the moon?
How beautiful is the moon?
He said and smiled at me