I'm walking home
The same as you
But I don't see the street
And I don't see the trees
I don't hear that basketball bounce in the park
I don't notice that it is getting dark
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon
'Cause all before it
"More questions, different kinds"
I could trust I'm following the road
And don't know why
A little twitch in my eye
I've gotten used to
Something to hold lightly
Something to send off, baby
Something to let be
Not wrestle
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon, (I notice the feeling in the house)
I don't see the moon
I don't see the moon (I notice the feeling in the house)