Straight Into My Arms

The moon sets in another ocean tonight,
I watch from the shore.
I’m not worried about how dark my eyes get.
I’m not worried about getting wet,
I’m going to sit here, and wait for it.

The moon rests in that ocean bed,
Held tightly by your sun.
I’m not worried about what to do.
I’m not worried because this isn’t new.
But I won’t be a cloud that ruins the view

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