[Verse 1] The moon hangs low, a silver sigh, Whispering secrets to the sky. The stars lean in, they want to know, Why love can come, then quickly go. [Chorus] Oh, the moon hangs low tonight, Casting dreams in pale, soft light. If love is fleeting, let it show, While the moon hangs low, hangs low. [Verse 2] A shadow waltzes on the wall, Soft as whispers, faint as fall. Your laughter lingers, sweet and sly, A melody that says goodbye. [Prechorus] I hold the notes, but lose the tune, A fleeting dance beneath the moon. [Chorus] Oh, the moon hangs low tonight, Casting dreams in pale, soft light. If love is fleeting, let it show, While the moon hangs low, hangs low. [Bridge] Is it the moon, or is it me, Who dreams of what can never be? A silver thread, a fleeting glow, The moon hangs low, it always knows.
