I hate the way i cannot see All of the spaces between the trees So i take a photograph and try to make it work But every memory is just a circle drawn in the dirt I love the way you hug the sea I love the way your shirt fits me So i'll write a letter and hope to see you soon But everything is black and white if you look at the moon I watched the day break on your back I felt the sway of hips and math Cause when you move the world becomes your room And you paint it the colors of my heart I found a way to pass the time I found a way to ease my mind I look at the sky and i'll try to understand That the moon can tell you more than any man I hate the way I cannot see All of the spaces between the trees So i take a photograph and try to make it work But every memory is just a circle drawn in the dirt But everything is black and white if you look at the moon And you paint it the colors of my heart And that the moon can tell you more than any man You can't win You can't win You can't win You can't win