Christopher Amott In The Pale Moonlight
Sitting here on this broken chair
Thinking about the past
Funny it is the older you get
You find the good things never last
She was my woman and I loved her so
I would've given her anything
I look for you in a neon forest
In dreams, I hear you sing
I wanna see you
One more time
I wanna hold you
In the pale moonlight
Oh sometimes you get so lonely
And I don't know where to begin
Birds fly low in the canyon tonight
Looking out for the wind
When you reach the age of 30
Everything's so vague
I used to like those little things
Seems like the colours fade
I wanna see you
One more time
I wanna hold you
In the pale moonlight
I wanna see you
One more time
I wanna hold you
In the pale moonlight
