Filling Up the Moon

There’s magic in not touching…where crystal moments tread
Finishing my sentences…Things I left unsaid
As if, somehow, you knew my heart before you knew my name
As if, somehow, the world had flown…Only this remained

There’re rivers in the stars tonight…Somewhere It’s high noon
And rivers flowing off the Sun are filling up the Moon

After oh so many years, a tree is like a home
Roots so deep, and spread so wide, cling fast to what is known
And “This can never be” they cry…Borne upon the wind
Words that fall like freezing rain, burning on your skin

There’re rivers in the stars tonight…Somewhere it’s high noon
And rivers flowing off the Sun are filling up the Moon

I never saw it coming…And now I’ve got to go
Crystal moments, Setting Suns, fade to afterglow
And there’s magic in not touching…Not knowing why the Moon
While knowing this can never be too late or too soon

There’re rivers in the stars tonight…Somewhere it’s high noon
And rivers flowing off the Sun are filling up the Moon
There’re rivers in the stars tonight…somewhere it’s high noon
And rivers flowing off the Sun are filling up the Moon
Rivers flowing off the Sun are filling up the Moon