The moon is making patterns on the water   Why it is I just can't say   I'm not old enough or wise enough to wonder   I don't think about the magic that I'm under   Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes   Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes    You'll find me in the twilight on the mountain   When the sun shines on the lake   I'm a child of darkness lost among the thunder   Where the shafts of moonlight break the sky asunder   Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes   Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes