The wind blows rain into my face    The sun glows at the end of the highway    Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes    Oh, child of the moon    Give me a wide-awake, crescent-shaped smile       She shivers, by the light she is hidden    She flickers like a lamp lady vision    Child of the moon, rub your rainy eyes    Child of the moon   Give me a wide-awake, crescent-shaped smile       The first car on the foggy road riding    The last star for my lady is pining    Oh, child of the moon, bid the sun arise    Oh, child of the moon   Give me a misty day, pearly gray, silver, silky faced,    Wide-awake crescent-shaped smile!