Man Charade - time of moon lyrics

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<b>time of moon</b> by <i>Man Charade</i><br />I feel like writing you a lovesong

Now that our marriage is over

I feel like sending you the bookshop

Stored in my drawer all these years

All the fears I ever had

I’ve written them down

I would’ve sent ‘em to you

But I changed my mind

Kept ‘em enclosed in the envelope

Swallowed the key, kept ‘em locked up

I feel like ringing up Tomorrow

Tomorrow = a place in time

I feel like booking us a flight

And fly over there and take one last look

At the past

It’ll be far, it’ll be dead

It will be a joke we will laugh at

It will wave from across the plain

Leaving us a pricey airfare

I’m just a poor old hare

Kicking in air

I feel like howling over midnight

And stretching the sounds out to you

I feel like tearing up the pieces

You have mailed me through the phone

Je suis alone

Ring me Tomorrow

Ring me Today

Ring me whenever you’ve got something to say

If you ring me from hell in the afternoon

I will join you in this time of moon

I’m just a big bad wolf

Licking his wounds

Howling Howling Howling

(c)A/C Nico Balthau