Quinn
Standing On The Moon
I wanna miss you, lonely as the desert sand
Sparkle like a star, stranger in a faraway land
Pockets tie his hands up, feet stuck right where he stands
Divide grows wide ‘tween work and the wants of a man
One hand holds a pulse, the other, a steerin’ wheel
On one hand, it is his curse, on the other, it’s what is real
Eyes shine bright like the wide, wide world
When you’re standing on the moon, she could be just any girl
Your hands are tied, but your heart is free
If you learn to cut the rope, please make your way to me
I wanna show you, lover, take my hand
You can find satisfaction being a one-woman man
I wanna love you, I don’t know where I stand
Between your heart, the road, and all of the needs of a man
One hand holds a pulse, the other, a steerin’ wheel
On one hand, it is his curse, on the other, it’s what is real
Eyes shine bright like the wide, wide world
When you’re standing on the moon, she could be just any girl
Your hands are tied, but your heart is free
If you learn to cut the rope, please make your way to me
When you hang your hat on her
Will you hang your head in shame?
When you say that it’s impossible
You’re just runnin’ away
From the thing that kept you tied down
The thing that keeps your feet on the ground
Eyes shine bright like the wide, wide world
When you’re standing on the moon, she could be just any girl
Your hands are tied, but your heart is free
If you learn to cut the rope, please make your way to me
If you learn to cut the rope, please make your way to me