Customs - Where the moon spends his days lyrics

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<b>Where the moon spends his days</b> by <i>Customs</i><br />This, my dear, is where

the starlight ends, my dear

I always imagined that

it would be like

this, my dear,

is where Godot

should interfere

is this the point where

we should kiss?

Or is this just a walk?

And this my love, is where

the moon spends his days, my love

I always imagined it to be a

little higher above, my love

like where the wind blows our minds, my love

is this the time for our embrace?

or is it just a walk?

This, my love, is where the

clocks buy time, my love

and this, my dear, is where a

fool shows his love, my dear

There I said it

It threw a different light on you

Now I get it

It threw different light on you

There I said it

It threw a different light on you

Now I get it

It threw different light on you