I understand the draw of beautifull Luna.
The dark of the sky studded with gleaming jewels.
The shineing of the night plants silver and white.
sweet breezes blowing softly across your face.
And the ever changeing face of mother moon.
sometimes full and bold,But sometimes shy.
Yes I understand !
The dark of the sky studded with gleaming jewels.
The shineing of the night plants silver and white.
sweet breezes blowing softly across your face.
And the ever changeing face of mother moon.
sometimes full and bold,But sometimes shy.
Yes I understand !
