the moon is so bright tonight
your eyes shine in its glowing light
like the cover of a magazine
forever young on the page it seems
make it up as we go along
short comings in the day thats gone
keep moving till we get it right
even if it takes all night

well im gonna pick you up
and ill take you home
stay with you so youre not alone
close the doors on the path ahead
so ignorant that our blood is red
well ill wake up and youre lying there
look at me with that loving stare
tell me babe whats on your mind
psycho visions of the kids in time

when my hair is grey and my feet are cold
will you still love me when im that old
when theres nothing left but my two hands
so useless as the desert sands
oh beautiful baby youre not a dream
paper thin and skin like cream
dont forget me when im dead and gone
that day is coming and i hope im wrong