Harvest Moon - Ivano Fossati

In the firelight your eyes are stars of summer

in the firelight your eyes are stars of summer

in September in your eyes harvest moon

in the firelight your eyes are stars of summer.

In your light lies soft as gold of summer

in your light lies soft as gold of summer

in September in your eyes harvest moon

in your light lies soft as summer gold.

There’s a pilot waving past the rain

as I’m sliding down the passages of your brain.

In the firelight your eyes are stars of summer

in the firelight your eyes are stars of summer

in September in your eyes harvest moon

in the firelight your eyes are summer’s stars.

There’s a pilot waving past the rain

as I’m sliding down the passages of your brain.