| Full Moon Full moon outside my window T-post to the right Don’t matter where I’m heading Just along for the ride She’s asks me what I’m thinking Nothing’s the first thing I recall You must be thinking something Yeah it’s something after all Chorus: There a’int no home in holding on There a’int no reason I should stay Full moon outside my window Wish I was that far away The signs are on the table The writing’s on the wall The bottle’s almost empty And I’m about to fall There’s lipstick on her pillow Tear drops in her eyes The black streaks down her cheeks Won’t make me sympathize Chorus: ‘Cause the harder she tries to hold me The more she tries to stay Makes me think about that big moon Wish I was that far away Wish I was that far away |