Standing on the moon

I got no cobweb on my shoe

Standing on the moon

I'm feeling so alone and blue

I see the Gulf of Mexico

As tiny as a tear

The coast of California

Must be somewhere over here - over here



Standing on the moon

I see the battle rage below

Standing on the moon

I see the soldiers come and go

There's a metal flag beside me

Someone planted long ago

Old Glory standing stiffly

Crimson, white and indigo - indigo



I see all of Southeast Asia

I can see El Salvador

I hear the cries of children

And the other songs of war

It's like a mighty melody

That rings down from the sky

Standing here upon the moon

I watch it all roll by - all roll by



Standing on the moon

With nothing else to do

A lovely view of heaven

But I'd rather be with you



Standing on the moon

I see a shadow on the sun

Standing on the moon

The stars go fading one by one

I hear a cry of victory

And another of defeat

a scrap of age-old lullaby

Down some forgotten street



Standing on the moon

Where talk is cheap and vision true

Standing on the moon

But I would rather be with you

Somewhere in San Francisco

On a back porch in July

Just looking up to heaven

At this crescent in the sky



Standing on the moon

With nothing left to do

A lovely view of heaven

But I'd rather be with you - be with you