Lyrics

Full moon, hangs low,
A song sung by the sea,
Means well, does cruel,
Like the love you bring to me;

Bright star, warm air,
The feel of spring on the breeze,
How long, how long,
Till you come home to me?

What is it out there makes you wander?
What is it gets under your feet?
What is it out there that you're seeking
That you can't seem to get from me?

Sunrise, red sky,
A painting hung by the trees,
Footsteps, your voice,
You're coming home to me;

Strange clouds, cool air,
The tumbling autumn leaves,
How long, how long,
Until you leave?

What is it out there makes you wander?
What is it gets under your feet?
What is it out there you're seeking
You can't seem to get from me?