• The winter moon hangs in the sky,
    It's beauty makes me want to cry,
    It's misty veil washing over the land,
    As the waves splash the beach's sand.

    The night has fallen,
    As has the lonely soldier,
    Who had watched that one night with me.

    The night then leaves,
    Just as the soldier,
    That one long night ago.

    Then here i am,
    Standing, waiting for his return....