Let me tell you how
it must have been one pretty night
when I was dreaming way up high
alone
That was when I saw
the moon sneaking down from the sky
carrying a teardrop in his eyes
of stone
And he was laying down
right in the flowers behind
the yellow maple tree
to wait
And he was all alone
so I wondered if he wouldn't mind
for a little company
but that was when
the sun came her way
And the moon that day
he said a last goodbye
before he was going away
and the stars would shine
to lead him down the line
all the way behind
Every now and then
we'd meet at the tree on the ground
and he would tell me how
it was
when he fell in love with her
but he never told her about
afraid of what she'd do
I swear it is true