Dancing on moonbeams
Walking among the stars
They’re not as distant as they seem
Not so very far
Dancing on moonbeams
And riding on the air
The cool wind smells like whip cream
As it blows through my hair
Dancing on the moonbeams
And floating atop watery waves
This may well ruin my favorite jeans
Which my heart doesn't care to save
My spirit dances on moonbeams and my soul belongs to the night
As my mind drifts past the sea and my feet they reach the ground
I realize I’d never felt so right
But I can only dance on moonbeams when there’s no one else around