clouds cover the moon on a cloudy night
until i look up, then its in my sight
for some odd reason, when i look up,
the clouds spread apart in the shape of an eye.
its like those soul staring blue eyes i love so much,
looking, giving me comfort when i need it most.
like a mothers love to a child,
i become at ease.
loving that eye in the nights cool breeze.
the moon is mysterious in many ways,
but it keeps me happy for days and days.
theres definitely paradise in that moon at night,
at least in my eyes,
at least in my sight.