In a state of finding comfort in familiar places that I know The sadness is only temporary It comes and it goes Like the weather in the summer When the wind decides to move I look up to the sky and think At least we looked at the same moon At least we looked at the same moon The one of many ways that I can think of you The irony of looking up to something Or even just somebody Can't put the face onto the name that I don't even know The half of what you had I had a dad that didn't know But we both looked at the sky and thought At least we looked at the same moon At least we looked at the same moon I wish I had met the man who had left too soon