If I wrote her song it would be a pop song like this Would she like it Think about her life and thoughts I wouldn’t like to write a tragedy Let me pick up love Hold on a little longer Because the rain will stop sooner or later She’s dancing around Turning every sound into fantastic tune Nowhere to be found After all she sleeps embracing the moon If I played my song it might be an even gloomier one She wouldn’t like it She says she likes the moonlight It looks to me my only sunshine Just a clumsy phrase Hold on a little longer Because the rain will stop sooner or later She’s dancing around Turning every sound into fantastic tune Nowhere to be found After all she sleeps embracing the moon She’s dancing around Turning every sound into fantastic tune Nowhere to be found After all she sleeps embracing the moon