Moon over....

Posted by Rui (Leiria, Portugal) on 17 August 2008 in Plant & Nature and Portfolio.

There's a moon over bourbon street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the pale lamplight
I've no choice but to follow that call
the bright lights, the people, and the moon and all
I pray everyday to be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over bourbon street

She walks everyday throught the streets of New Orleans
She's innocent and young from a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window at night
To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
How could I be this way when I pray to God above
I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon over bourbon street.
"Sting"

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