And i may as well wish for the moon in hand



I own this river, i own this town

All of its climbers and its wino's sliding down

But i can't own her and i never will

No i can't own her and that's a bitter pill



Taken with rain

'til the gutter shines like the swirling sky

Like the swirling sky



I've got all morning, i've got all year

It's down in my pocket with the daylight folded there

But i can't own her and i never will

No i can't own her and that's a bitter pill



Taken with rain

How i'd wash her hair like the swirling sky

Like the swirling sky



And when i say i can't own her

I don't mean to buy her

It's nothing at all to do with money

I simply want her in my arms forever more.

Is that an odd request?

Is that something so funny?



And i may as well wish for the moon in hand

Yes there's more chance of that coming true



But i can't own her and i never will

No i can't own her and that's a bitter pill



So i can't own her (of all the things you've got the thing you want the most is her)

And i never will (and she's the one thing that you just can't have)

No i can't own her (of all the things you've got the thing you want the most is her)

And that's a bitter pill (and she's the one thing that you just can't have)





Taken with rain

Which i swallow down with the swirling sky

With the swirling sky



But i can't own her

And i may as well wish for the moon in hand

No i can't own her

Yes there's more chance of that coming true


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