They were watching the moon, he says come over here
ome close and hold my hand
She says OK but I'm not sure if you could ever be my man
The next sunny day, she sits in the park, sees lovers hand in hand
It takes her right back to the moon and the man, who asked her to hold
his hand
She thinks about him, She sees his face
She dreams about him, The moon and the man who was holding her hand
Something about the moon, something about the man
something about him holding her hand, something she can't understand
At the dinner he planned, he winds up on one knee,
She says Yes before he makes his plea
As the question is asked, she knows that she, has finally found her
man
She thinks about him
She sees is face
She dreams about him
the moon, the ring, the man who was holding her hand
Something about the moon
something about the man
Something about that ring on her hand
she understand she's found her man