Marianne Faithfull
To The Moon
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth
And ever changing like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth
And ever changing like a joyless eye
That finds no object worth its constancy?
From Letras Mania