Ghost in the moon. Walking alone. All this dark on the streets. Not every man has his day. Every dog gets its bone. Had a heart of a kin. Nothing I touch turn to gold. Now my love holds no spending. And it hurts to remember that I'm a ghost in the moon. I'll be fine as long as moon still shines. And know that the day will come soon. Love will come back around tonight. With the hounds. A ghost in the moon. It is a beautiful thing. To be held. To be loved. Though I lost more than one. And the roses will bloom for this ghost in the moon. I smile at the stars. While they flow cross the sky. I will too all the wishes I make. And they coming true. I'll be fine as the moon still shines. I will be come back. With the hounds. The ghost in the moon. It is beautiful thing. To be held. To be loved. Though I lost more than one. I know the roses will bloom. For the ghost in the moon