Nhạc sĩ: Jimmy Webb
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See her how she flies, golden sails across the sky
She's close enough to touch, but careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress, the moon can be so cold
Once the sun did shine, good lord it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose, through the mountains and the pines
And then the darkness fell
The moon's a harsh mistress, it's hard to love her well
I fell out of her eyes, I fell out of her heart
I fell down on my face, I tripped and missed my start
God, I felt it fell alone
The moon's a harsh mistress, the sky's made of stone
The moon's a harsh mistress, she's hard to call your own
I fell down on my face, I tripped and missed my start