I miss my girl, she’s far away;
I want to hold her by my side.
I watch the moon emerge and hide
Until the night turns into day.
I ask the moon about my girl -
Is she asleep, amid her dreams?
Am I with her? The moon – she beams.
I lie, alone, my thoughts awhirl.
I miss my girl, she’s far away;
I want to hold her by my side.
I watch the moon emerge and hide
Until the night turns into day.
I want – my girl, back in my arms;
Her gentle skin to lie on mine;
To feel our limbs, like snakes, entwine;
To enjoy and embrace her charms.
I miss my girl, she’s far away;
I want to hold her by my side.
I watch the moon emerge and hide
Until the night turns into day.
