Like a moth to the moon, you are guiding
my flight
to attainable highs of highs,
but if I stray to a candle that burns half

as bright,
it's because I have lost the light

Guide me through moonshine, crash in the
faith of a day when everything is alright
Fly me through moonshine,
embrace in the haze and escape into the
fine white light

There are memories there that remind me
of you,
lost in shadows within my mind
but if I spend me a lifetime away looking
back,
I will lose what you said to find

Fine white light, fine white light,
fine white light, for all to see
Fine white light, fine white lignt,
Shine white light, shine white light
eternally

Guide me through moonshine,
Fly me through moonshine