Standing On The Moon

I wanna miss you lonely as a desert sea Sparkle like a star, stranger in a faraway land Pockets tall his hands up, feet stock right where he stands Divide grows wide, between work in one southern man One hand holds the post, the other is still in wind On one hand it's his curse, on the other it's what it's real I shine bright, like the wide, wide world When you're standing on the moon She could be just any girl Your hands are tied, but your heart is free If you learn to cut the rope Please make your way to me I won't show you love, you take my hand You can find satisfaction being the one remembered I wanna love you, I don't wanna know where I stand Between your heart, the road, and all of the needs of a man One hand holds the post, the other is still in wind On one hand it's his curse, on the other it's what it's real I shine bright, like the wide, wide world When you're standing on the moon She could be just any girl Your hands are tied, but your heart is free If you learn to cut the rope Please make your way to me When you hand you had on ??? Will you hand me had in chain? When you say but it's impossible You're just running away From the thing that kept you tied down The thing that gives you freedom Go climb! I shine bright, like the wide, wide world When you're standing on the moon She could be just any girl Your hands are tied, but your heart is free If you learn to cut the rope Please make your way to me If you learn to cut the rope Please make your way to me