The Moon is Made of Gold

Linda música de Rickie Lee Jones.

"Written by Rickie's father, Richard Jones, as a lullaby for her "

Don't feel bad
Because the sun went down
The night has wealth untold
You just keep watching
And you soon will see
The moon is made of gold

And now the stars appear
And as they do
All heaven they unfold
Don't feel bad
Because the sun went down
The moon is made of gold

See how the shadows
Enhanced by the light above
Dance in the night
As the breeze sigh
Soon you will be asleep
Into your dreams will creep
Visions of fairies
Flyin' through the sky
And one by one
Your dreams will all come true
Magic you behold
Don't feel bad
Because the sun went down
The moon is made of gold

The night is magic
And the moon is made of gold

Stay - Pink Floyd

Stay and help me to end the day.
And of you don't mind,
We'll break a bottle of wine.
Stick around and maybe we'll put one down,
Because I wanna find what lies behind those eyes.
Midnight blue burning gold.
A yellow moon is growing cold.

I rise, looking through my morning eyes,
Surprised to find you by my side.
Rack my brain to try to remember your name
To find the words to tell you goodbye.
Morning dues. New born day.
Midnight blue turn to gray.

Midnight blue burning gold.
A yellow moon is growing cold.