How do you say good morning to the moon?
He manages to slowly fade each time I do
As much as he’d like to stay
He’s being called away
And I never get the chance to say,
“Hey! Good morning!”

He’d like to see the blue skies and the busy streets
He’d like to be the one to wake them and greet them all a good day
But alas! It’s not meant to be

I long for the day to come
When the moon can stay all day up at the sky
So I can tell him
What a good morning it truly is

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