Nana Adjoa
In Lesser Light Pollution
How long is a month
Hours, minutes by the ton
Some 30 solo nights
Where low 'n high tides
Take turns, as she pulls
Hanging on, beyond the sky
And I'm trying
Can you see her at large
My lonesome solution
Wherever you are
In lesser light pollution
How big is the moon
How heavy her heart
When she thinks of me
Or am I guilty of wishful thinking
Anything to get me through
This waiting game, waiting on you
While she keeps on hanging on
Her crater-filled body, oh
Can you see her at large
My lonesome solution
Wherever you are
In lesser light pollution