Then sat down the moon yonder, I'm looking away whilst he writes, He's looking at me whilst I sing, I'm…
Just a walk
Forthwith in marches he came, Astound by long he swept, For not his light did he leap, By walking once…
Then sat down the moon yonder, I'm looking away whilst he writes, He's looking at me whilst I sing, I'm…
Forthwith in marches he came, Astound by long he swept, For not his light did he leap, By walking once…