Moonlight child are you listening
While your hands are clenched in prayer
A stare that shines through those eyes
Like a painting you are always there
Moonlight child are you running wild
Through the pages of your imagination
Moonlight child will you smile
When you touch the hand of Jesus
When your imagination gets the better of you
What do you see? What do you do?
Your imagination, does it speak to you?
What does it say? What does it do?
A hood of black that cloaks the light
Shadows' envy be thine tonight
The cross that hangs adorned by jewel
Faith be born by moonlights' night