Poor Moon

Ever since I was a kid you sure looked good to meNow I’m a man full-grown and I know what I hate to see(Oh well) It might be tomorrow(Oh well) I just don’t know(Oh well) It might take yearsI wonder when they’re going to destroy your faceIt may seem silly but I don’t likeWhat’s been coming down’Cause you’ve been looking good too longTo change your colour now(Oh well) They might test some bomb(Oh well) And scar your skin(Oh well) I don’t think they care soI wonder when they’re going to destroy your faceI hope I see you in the sky at night when I get oldI hope you’ll look about the same as when I was a boy(Oh well) It gets me to gasping(Oh well) When I think about(Oh well) What they might doI wonder when they’re going to destroy your faceWell, you sure look good in the sky at nightAnd it’s sad to say you won’t shine so brightSome dayI bet you’ve seen the cloud we makeThat covers up our rain(?)I wonder if you’ll hide behindA shroud like that some day(Oh well) I’m worried about it(Oh well) It makes me sigh(Oh well) I just can’t help itI wonder when they’re going to destroy your face(Oh well) It might be tomorrow ….