Face of the Moon

Pressure from the sun, pressure from the wind
I search for water from a helping hand

I'm a lover, riding on a prayer
A beating heart, precious cargo in my care

Lonely hearts roam free
But freedom is a desert which may overtake me

I long [Am]for [Dm7]green
I ɾide to [C7]where the ground is nourished by the sea

Like an ancient tidal wave that carved the face of the moon
I wear my [A]smile forever shaped by you

Like an ancient tidal wave that carved the face of the moon
I wear my [A]smile forever shaped by you

Dreaming of a time when there was [Am7]still life
Before the star fell into [C7]the orbit of another eye

As I ɾide into [C7]tomorrow
All behind will see my [A]shadow on [C7]the sun

And I will fade into [C7]the light               
The fates sing their song