Fly Me to the Moon

You were just another sideshow

in a back street carnival

I was walking the high wire

and trying not to fall

Just another way of getting through

anyone would do,but it was you

You were just another sideshow

and I was trying not to fall

Ah but you were tender

as soft summer wind

Someone to remember

when the cold closes in

You were colour to the moon

you were flowers come to bloom

with sweet perfume

And you were tender as soft summer wind

I ’ve seen the dark side

when I am trying to find the light

Seen the shadows fade away

on the wrong side of night

Heard a song come through

and when I was looking for you,I sing blue

Too long on the dark side

trying to find the light