I follow the traces

She moves on the sand

Like echoes of laughter

From a far away land

Patterns she makes

In the eyes of the moon

When she's dancing like a child

In and out of tune

Like ghosts on the shore

We move out of sight

The neighbours they whisper

'Neath the black satin skies

Patterns she makes

In the eyes of the moon

When she's dancing like a child

In and out of tune

She walks on the water

Blind I was led

She gave me her cross

And like Jesus I bled

Patterns she makes

In the eyes of the moon

When she's dancing like a child

In and out of tune

In the eyes of the moon

In the eyes of the moon

In the eyes of the moon

In the eyes of the moon