Under the moonlight   I sit here and dream   Only of you love   Could I even sing   No one could imagine the longing we've known      O my Virginia   I wait for your hand   To put ink on paper   In a letter you send   Tell me you're stealing the next train ride home   (Do you still burn inside?)      Something's burning      Your daddy's a statue   He don't like my strange ways   Roaming around one strange place to strange place   Searching for something both gentle and pure   (Something that we both can endure)