Graceful sun slips behind the mountain,
Whispering to moon that it's his turn now.
Shy moon peaks out from his hiding place,
Crying to sun, trembling in the sky.
Do not be scared my dear moon,
You will be safe, it's your time.
These are words kind sun says,
To her sweet friend moon.
A tear glides down moons face,
But sun wipes it away, with one of her rays.
Hush my dear, you'll be alright.
It is your time now. It is night.
Moon whimpers and sobs in the light of dusk.
But shining sun says,
Go on my lovely moon,
It is your time to shine.
Shine bright my moon,
It is your time.
Shine bright my moon, it is night.