Tekstovi: Cibo Matto. Stereotype A. Moonchild.

Moonchild still lives in my heart
Can I ask you something
Is your life better now

Sometimes I feel you're sitting next to me
And listening to my stories
Time always shows me
It's hard to understand
How to be myself

Moonlight dries your tears
Moonlight hides your fears

Sometimes I feel you're smiling at me
And telling me your memories
Tide always moves fast
Can you tell me how to find words inside a shell