I understand why you’re leaving.
I understand you have to go.
Baby, that’s not why I’m grieving.
What I’d really like to know…….is
Why you takin’ the moon?
Why you packing the stars?
Is it because you know I’ll need them soon?
Girl, you musn’t go far.
Wherever you are. You gotta be there.
Simple things may haunt me.
The way they come and they go.
Simple things may not want me.
But what I’d really like to know…….is
Promises are never spoken.
Every bridge hits the ground.
Nothin’ been made that can’t be broken.
Even the moon doesn’t stick around.