Sitting in the sunshine waiting for the moon rise
Looked out across the sky and I found you
Blame it on a good time blame it on the sunrise
Close my eyes and wish I never found you
Coming down can be the hardest thing
Coming down is gonna make you scream
Pocket full of moonshine something for the mean time
Just like mail going out to the masses
Blame it on the right time blame it on the sunshine
Close my eyes I wish I never found you
Turn around I’m gonna make you see
Turn around I’m gonna make you sing
Coming down can be the hardest thing
Coming down is gonna make you scream
Turn around I’m gonna make you see
Turn around I’m gonna make you sing
