We ate May down to the rind

Asked the moon for another helping

It's getting on past suppertime

Lights are low and it was evening

Pull your dress up to your knees

Out in the fields we'll go walking

Just the tall grass and the trees

Silhouettes and crickets singing

And here I am holding on to you

And you've got the moon

See the leaves fall as they turn

Green into a golden evening

Slowly, so there is no change

It does not feel like the end of something

And here I am holding on to you

And you've got the moon

Stars and satellites and clouds

Everything tonight is floating

And I am too so I hold your hand

And up above the moon is rowing

And here I am holding on to you

And you've got the moon