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The moon, yes, the moon is my friend at night
when I’m alone in my room looking up to the skies
with lonely tears in my eyes,
surprised to be dragged into these painful nights.
Praying and begging the lord
for a little but of forgiveness with all this emptiness in my heart.
Trying to keep it together and not fall apart.
And if you ask me if the moon is my friend, I’ll say,
“Yes, because it’s been there from beginning to end,
like a friend to a man shining upon me,
with its beautiful light brightening up my world with its beautiful sight.