In his head he had words that his lips concealed
An old airstrip where the weeds are growinA burned out bomber with the cockpit glowinWith the key from a room to the Skyview Motel
He scratched words in the wing as a falling star fell

The moon sees you, the moon sees me
The moon sees who I want to see
I'll see you soon

Down in the light of the melon moon
Down in the light of the melon moon

On the other side of town 'n another side of life
Stella holds her breath and stares at the knife
She looks to the sky at the flash of a star
And just sees a man and a plane and a war
From a drawer by the bed she opens a book
To a sketch on a napkin that's torn half in two