Moonwater (Harvest Barclay James)

The moon is making patterns on the water Why it is I just can't say I'm not old enough or wise enough to wonder I don't think about the magic that I'm under Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes You'll find me in the twilight on the mountain When the sun shines on the lake I'm a child of darkness lost among the thunder Where the shafts of moonlight break the sky asunder Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes