Under the Ruby Moon
TRACY BONHAM
Draw near the salt I taste could it be her tears?
The blood I draw could it be her fears running like rivers?
Raw flame I can't believe he carry's her shame
And in his eyes he plays a wild game and I see it flicker
Is she crying for him under the Ruby Moon?
Is she singing to him under the Ruby Moon?
Her world must be dark without you in it
For you give light to every minute illuminating
These arms get to hold you witness your charms
And every beat I keep you from harm and I hold her in mine
Is the crying for him under the Ruby Moon?
Is she singing to him under the Ruby Moon?