Verse 1 You said, “If I could, I’d give you the moon.” Like lovers have promised For centuries too. And maybe from here It looks silver and bright, A beautiful secret Hanging over the night. But I started wondering What I would find there. No voices, no footsteps, No warmth in the air. A beautiful kingdom With nobody home. So darling, keep the moon. I don’t want to be alone. Pre-Chorus Don’t reach for the heavens To prove that you care. I’d rather have your hand When I need someone there. Chorus Keep the moon, It’s too cold up there. Too far from a heartbeat, Too empty to share. Keep the moon, Let it shine from afar. I don’t need the whole sky, I don’t need every star. Give me your arms When the night feels too long. Give me your truth When everything goes wrong. You can keep the moon, Keep the beautiful view. I don’t need something impossible. I just need something true. Verse 2 They call it romantic, To promise the sky. To reach for forever And never ask why. But what good is a moon If I’m freezing inside? What good is its beauty With no one beside? No flowers are growing, No birds ever sing. No morning embraces, No laughter of spring. Just silence and shadows, A world made of stone. You can keep all that beauty. I don’t want it alone. Pre-Chorus Give me a kitchen With coffee for two. A tired little morning I can wake up with you. Give me the ordinary, The imperfect and real. That means so much more Than the stars you could steal. Chorus Keep the moon, It’s too cold up there. Too far from a heartbeat, Too empty to share. Keep the moon, Let it shine from afar. I don’t need the whole sky, I don’t need every star. Give me your arms When the night feels too long. Give me your truth When everything goes wrong. You can keep the moon, Keep the beautiful view. I don’t need something impossible. I just need something true. Bridge Maybe love was never meant To live so far away. Maybe love is staying When it’s easier not to stay. Maybe love is listening When there’s nothing left to say. A warm hand in the darkness, A light at the end of the day. So don’t build me a palace Where nobody can breathe. Don’t promise me a heaven That I’ll never really need. Give me something living. Something I can feel. Something that can hold me. Something that is real. Final Chorus Keep the moon, Let it sleep in the sky. Let poets keep promising it Until the end of time. Keep the moon, I can love it from here. Where the air is still warm And your heartbeat is near. I don’t need forever Wrapped up in a dream. I don’t need perfection Or some impossible thing. Keep the moon, I’ve finally understood: A beautiful promise Isn’t always something good. So keep the moon, my love. I know what I choose. Give me your presence. Give me your truth. Give me something warm. Give me something real. And keep the moon.
