Moon Song (lo fi lounge) Songtext
von Arlo Parks

You asked to walk me home
But I had to carry you
And you pushed me in
And now my feet can′t touch the bottom of you

You couldn't have
You couldn′t have
Stuck your tongue down the throat of somebody
Who loves you more

So I will wait for the next time
You want me
Like a dog
With a bird at your door


We hate Tears In Heaven
But it's sad that his baby died
And we fought about John Lennon
Until I cried
Then went to bed, upset

But now, I'm dreaming
And you′re singing at my birthday
And I have never seen you smiling so big
It′s nautical-themed
And there's something I′m supposed to say
Can't, for the life of me, remember what it is

If I could give you the moon
I would give you the moon

′Cause you're sick, and you′re married, you might be dying
But you're holding me like water in your hands
You saw the dead, little bird, you started crying
You know the killer doesn't understand
Doesn′t understand