Sheila, Some Moons Ago
Some moons ago, full in the sky
Some moons ago, full in my eyes
Some moons ago, kissing on cue
Some moons ago, you knew it, too
Some moons ago, all through the night
Some moons ago, holding you tight
Some moons ago, deep in your eyes
Some moons ago, the longest goodbyes
Some moons ago, short on nothing but time
Some moons ago, the end of us the saddest crime
Sheila, amor, standing right on the edge
A wonderful thing waiting over the ledge
An easy jump deep into some pure abyss
That opened one night with a simple, honest kiss
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