The moon is slowly rising
It's really not surprising
After all, she's there most every night
Smiling on the lovers
Always shining on the others
And bathing in the sun's reflected light
But later on she's fade away
Hidden by the break of day
That always comes too soon
Poor little thing
She's just a jealous moon
She plays above the water
Watching sailors, tramps and daughters
Live their lives and slowly fade away
Night afternight, year after year
Once she knows she'll disappear
Into a world she never gets to stay
But she would give most anything
To open up her heart and sing
But no one hears her tune
Poor little thing
She's just a jealous moon
No one ask her how she got so high
Way up there forever in the lonely sky
She watches through the seasons
Hoping without reason
That someday someone will call her home
But life goes on without her
No one ever ask about her
Or lets her know that she's not alone
It breaks her heart that down below
Rivers run, flowers grow
But she can't feel them bloom
Poor little thing
She's just a jealous moon
The nights are getting colder
Stars are growing bolder
As they paint their final light across the sky
But closer to the atmosphere
She prays for clouds to disappear
So she could say goodnight and say goodbye
She never really goes away
Just hidden by another day
That always comes too soon
Poor little thing
She's just a jealous moon
Poor little thing
She's just a jealous moon
