When the Moon Is High

There is a place I can't show you No one invited but I It's simply forbidden to anyone else But the missus who's running the night This is a special occasion Where the mind can run up the walls It can jump on the ceiling and fly in the sea There is no restriction to what there can be Anything goes in a place That is much too easily erased With the light touch of morning's embrace But with luck a memory might Preserve all that's pent up inside Your mind's eye observes through the night Though the moon is high I can see the rays of sun beam by They warm my heart and tell a different tale As this story unfolds Of some other life as yours gets old So you set your troubles far aside For a moment One more moment Then when the sun comes to rise You regrettably open your eyes Again starts the ache deep inside Feelings that you've pushed away Keep chasing you haunting the day You long for sweet slumber's escape Though the moon is high I can see the rays of sun beam by They warm my mind and tell a different tale As this story unfolds Of some other life as yours gets old So you set your trouble far aside For a moment One more moment Then when the time comes to rise You regrettably open your eyes Again starts the ache deep inside Feelings that you've pushed away Keep chasing you haunting the day You long for sweet slumbers escape