The Ancient Pull

We have behaved like the worst kind of lover
We craved you while you could not be attained
You’re not the first or the last to discover
The thrill was gone as soon as you were gained

One short fling with this lunar beauty
Could the ancient pull wane so soon?
I still feel her whispering to me
Sadness of a lonesome Moon

One short fling with this lunar beauty
Could the ancient pull wane so soon?
I still feel her whispering to me
Sadness of a lonesome Moon
Can someone fly me to the Moon?

Making free with this lunar beauty
Could the ancient pull wane so soon?
I still feel her whispering to me
Sadness of a lonesome Moon
Can someone fly me to the Moon?
Someone fly me to the Moon.