Standing on the edge of the moon
I see our planet Earth
The white swirling clouds
Wrapping its way around the blue Oceans
That separates the countries and continents
It seems so small, like a ball or a bicentenary plate
I can't see the Wars or the Suffering
I can't even see people
But as I stand on the edge of the moon
I feel you, I hear you, I love you
A million miles away but you're in my head
Perfect and beautiful thoughts that make my heart beat
And as I stand on the edge of the moon
I look at the Earth with its populations of millions
And think and love only one person
You.
