The moon is a grain of sand

I´ve been looking behind a couch
I´ve been searching in paris the town of love
I´ve been looking for you
Under the weeping willow

I´ve been looking, wearing skis
I´ve been climbing the trees,
Scratching hands and knees
I´ve been looking for you
Under another pillow

The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule
But you don´t understand
(yei yei yei yea)

I´ve been looking behind a bar,
I´ve been searching the backseat
Of someone´s car
I´ve been looking for you
Under the shallow hellos

I´ve been looking between sheets
I´ve been licking the dirt
Of the foreign streets
I´ve been looking for you
Underneath green jello

The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule
But you don´t understand
(yei yei yei yea)

I´m as small as a mite
In the universe
What difference do we make?
But i want to be a mite in love,
I want to exchange
Some heat for motion
And if you breathe i´ll feel cool
(let´s change!)

The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule
But you don´t understand

I don´t care where it takes us
As long as i have once been loved