Everybody's talking up a storm
  Act like they don't notice it
  But here it is all here it comes . . .
  Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
  
  Impulse always quickens when it's full
  As it turns my head around me
  Yes it does and here it comes
  Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
  
  God's gift I see that's moving up there into the night . . .
  Though dark the mirror in the sky reflects us our light:
  Looks like a little brother to the sun
  Or mother to the stars at night
  And here it is and here it comes
  Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon, the moon.
  
  Breath is always taken whan it's new
  Enhance upon the clouds around it
  Yes it is and here it comes
  Here comes the moon, the moon, the moon.