Man in the Moon

My father was a pilot Flying high above the clouds Never high enough to leave his thoughts Or low enough to hear his shouts He’s high enough to be a bird flying free among the clouds Yet low enough to land a man and walk again with troubled doubts He’s up there all alone With no one to hold But I can see him every night The man in the moon with the rocket eyes He’s high enough to be a bird flying free among the clouds Yet low enough to land a man and walk again with troubled doubts He’s high enough to be a bird flying free among the clouds Yet low enough to land a man and walk again with troubled doubts My father was a pilot If only I could see him now He’s high enough, above the clouds