Standing on the moon

I wanna miss you lonely as the desert sand
Sparkle like a star, stranger in a faraway land
Pockets tie his hands up, feet stuck right where he stands
Divide grows wide between work and the wants of a man

One hand holds a pulse, the other a steering wheel
On one hand it is his curse, on the other it's what is real

Eyes shine bright like the wide, wide world
When you're standing on the moon she could be just any girl
Your hands are tied but your heart is free
If you learn to cut the rope, please make your way to me

I wanna to show you, lover take my hand
You can find satisfaction being a one woman man
I wanna love you, I don't know where I stand
Between your heart, the road, and all of the needs of a man

One hand holds a pulse, the other a steering wheel
On one hand it is his curse, on the other it's what is real

Eyes shine bright like the wide, wide world
When you're standing on the moon she could be just any girl
Your hands are tied, but your heart is free
If you learn to cut the rope, please make your way to me

When you hang you hat on her hook
Will you hang your head in shame
When you say that it's impossible
Are you just running away
From the thing that kept you tied down
The thing that keeps your feet on the ground

Eyes shine bright like the wide, wide world
When you're standing on the moon she could be just any girl
Your hands are tied but your heart is free
If you learn to cut the rope, please make your way to me
If you learn to cut the rope, please make your way to me