Moonshine

My love, don't let anyone treat you like a shadow,
You're the spectacular full moon,
You're the pride of the night sky,
The oceans sway to your gracious biddance,
Brush your forgiving light in gentle strokes,
Carving ravines through the gloom,

Keep the lovers awake,
Bring their doubts crashing down,
Reveal the contrite,
And cure their guilt,
If it's not too much trouble,
Find my lonely heart before dawn,
It could do with a pint of your company.