The Girl on the Sands of the Moon

They said I was nothin but trouble,
And that you were everything good,
And it was just as easy to fall for a nice rich boy,
As a poor one wild as the woods,

Of course, I know they weren’t wrong,
You were the perfect Renaissance girl,
But maybe you could be my Bonnie,
And whirl out your window at night,

Cause I’m gonna be here forever,
Till you join my smuggler’s life,
Then we’re gonna be a great love story,
The best one this town has seen,

I can still dream forever,
Of the girl on the sands of the moon,
Yea, I can still dream forever,
Of a boy and a girl on the moon,

Watching outside of the porch light
Waiting for the moment it’s dark,
We could run away to the river,
Peddle all the way on our bikes,

They say you’ll go off to college,
And I’ll prob’ly wind up in jail,
Moonshine and Mexican grow rooms,
Don’t mix with bluebloods too well,

But alas I won’t let that deter me,
I’ll prove to them all that I’m good,
That even a moonshiner’s heritage,
Can dream of great things in the woods,

I can still dream forever,
Of the girl on the sands of the moon,
Yea, I can still dream forever,
Of a boy and a girl on the moon,

They said I was nothin but trouble,
And that you were everything good,
And it was just as easy to fall for a nice rich boy,
As a poor one wild as the woods,

I dream of the day when I saw you,
Never have felt so alive,
Howling at the moon ever after,
For the rest of the days of my life,

You left like they said for the city,
And my days returned to before,
You went away to find better,
While I stayed and hoped some more,

I can still dream forever,
Of the girl on the sands of the moon,
Yea, I can still dream forever,
Of a boy and a girl on the moon.