Gone South - Cliff Coenraad, Leon Bolier

Couldn’t sleep so I went out walking

Thinking about you and hearing us talking

And all the things I should have said

Echo now, inside my head

Tears from the moon

Fall down like rain

I reach for you

I reach in vain

Tears from the moon

Fall down like rain

I reach for you

I reach in vain

Stop, Stop haunting me

It should be easy

As easy as when you stopped wanting me

Tears from the moon, tears from the moon

Tears from the moon, tears from the moon