Bruwer Malan Moonlight
Sitting here, underneath the blue sky,
wishing that you were here
to hold my hand
Then we could walk through the moonlight
hoping that the starsigns
would sing our song
Colours on our horizons
paint the future that we
can decide
So I wait underneath the moonlight
hoping that you’ll take me
as I am
Bruwer Malan© 2005
