We ate May down to the rind 
Asked the moon for another helping 
It's getting on past suppertime 
Lights are low and it was evening 
Pull your dress up to your knees 
Out in the fields we'll go walking 
Just the tall grass and the trees 
Silhouettes and crickets singing

And here I am holding on to you 
And you've got the moon

See the leaves fall as they turn 
Green into a golden evening 
Slowly, so there is no change 
It does not feel like the end of something

And here I am holding on to you 
And you've got the moon

Stars and satellites and clouds 
Everything tonight is floating 
And I am too so I hold your hand 
And up above the moon is rowing

And here I am holding on to you 
And you've got the moon