Barefoot On The Moon

Whenever I call You act so damn tall I can't hear you Whenever I talk You make me feel like I should walk off the plank Being with you is like being Barefoot on the moon Feeling cold and marooned And I know that I can't leave soon Oh Lord, I'm crying You act so cold Whenever you're told that you're needed And when I get you alone You pick up the phone and the laughter never ends With you I feel like I'm Barefoot on the moon Cold and marooned And I know that I can't leave soon Oh Lord, I'm crying I'm crying, yeah You think that you rule Me and the rest of the fools I hang out with But I'm the first to admit For you I wore a bit in my mouth And it's made me feel Barefoot on the moon Cold and marooned I know that I can't leave soon Oh Lord, I'm crying I'm crying, yeah Now how would you feel If there was no one to kneel before your throne Cause one of these days I'll get out of this craze and that day may come sooner than you think Then I'll never feel Barefoot on the moon Cold or marooned I'll be singing a different tune Oh Lord, I'm trying I'm trying, yeah Barefoot on the moon Cold or marooned I'll be singing a different tune Oh Lord, I'm trying I'm trying, yeah