歌词
Why was he down and weary, Lord?
Lost in thought and losing more,
More of himself day by day.
He hid his face among the clouds
Had his eyes closed, was the shroud,
That he donned over his head.
Where has the moon gone to?
Why, why's he lost in darkness?
Won't he play his part in a much bigger whole
Does he not know that he
Is nothing more than blessed chances:
He reflects, reflects a part of a much bigger whole.
She was good and she was kind;
Won the hearts on all she shined,
But he was jealous of her beauty.
He heard her calling out to him
Threw his orbit out and fled,
Tried avoiding their eyes meeting
"Where has my moon gone to?
Why, why's he lost in darkness?
Won't he play his part in a much bigger whole?
Does he not know that he is something more than blessed chances?
He reflects, he reflects a part of a much bigger whole.
He shares his heart
He peaks his lonely head
Recalls her warmth
And this is what he said:
"Shine, shine, shine, shine and cast your rays
Upon my heart cause I know better things
Shine, shine, shine, shine and cast your rays
Upon my heart cause I know better things
From above.
I'm something more
With her, I'm something more."