When the wind is with me

But somehow out of sight

Not knowing where it comes from

Or where it goes.

That's the way your memory

Shapes the middle of my night

Since the last time I saw you

And the words you chose when I said

"This must be what love is

Like I saw it in a dream".

You looked into my eyes and said

"You don't know what you mean

'cause love is for the fisherman

Who cast his nets too far upstream

Fishing for the moon in the water".

So I act now as if I've forgot

My efforts all in vain

I spent some time with a new girl

Who made the simple world seem fine.

But like a rose placed in a flower pot

A true nature contained

Not knowing what she asks for

Or what she'll find.

When she says, "If I've had love

In my life then surely this is it"

I said, "anyone who talks like

That doesn't understand one bit

That love is for the fighter born to lose

But never quit, swinging for the moon in the water".

So I left her with her dreams

Where I thought that she belonged

Not with my secrets

Which she heard but never knew.

I hoped my loneliness found peace

I hoped my number had been drawn

When all I wanted from her was to

Remind me of you.

So I stay out in the streets

Hoping to find you anywhere

Now that I understand

The woman you need to be.

I can feel you in the heat

I can taste you in the air

And I can't help but find your face in

Everything I see.

And once I can admit you're gone

I'll place it on a star

And wait for the day I'm what you need

And then reach out for heart.

'cause even if love is more my mistress

Than my lovers ever are

You'll always be the moon in the water.