I remember the first time we met
And you do too I’d be willing to bet
The moon was suspended bright in the purple night sky
Cause I can’t come out to play before I watch the sun die
You smiled and I introduced you to my fantastical pearl
I smiled as you showed me yourself, my pretty moon girl
Your hair was jet black, face pale white, lips blood red
My first heart attack, No more fight, fell in love instead
I’d kill or die to be back in that first night once more
I should’ve walked away for all that was in store
My pretty moon girl never meant me harm
I ignored all my sense’s incessant alarm
So now the moon is all I have to remember you by
I can think of you as I look up at the night sky
What’s my pretty moon girl doing under the same starry night?
Maybe someone else like me is falling for her in ravish delight
No matter, I am dead as history inside and out
She shines on as I sit here in the past and pout
Pretty moon girl I still have space for you in my heart
As long as the moon hangs, my love will not depart
-CL Fuqua
