We share the same moon,
Even 5000 miles away.
She looks up at the moon and its craters,
And she wonders if, in a few hours, you'll look up at them too.
The gentle white light envelops her
As she sits alone in the dark,
Wondering if you'll find the same comfort tonight,
A new home means leaving everything behind,
Starting from scratch
But she still has the moon,
The same one she once sat under all night
As she told it her worries and fears;
The same one that listened.
A familiar being in an unfamiliar world
That holds her secrets,
That ties her to you.
She looks up and wonders if it's holding any of your secrets too.
And so she lies awake with the light as her blanket,
And she whispers in the dark and finds comfort in the solitude,
And she only sleeps at the first rays of dawn,
When she knows that her moon has made its way to you.