poor moon

ever since i was a kid

you sure looked good to me

now i'm a man full-grown

and i

know what i hate to see

it might be tomorrow

i just don't know

it might take years

i wonder when they're going to

destroy your face

it may seem silly

but i don't like

what's been coming down

'cause you've been looking good too long

to change your colour now

they might test some bomb

and scar your skin

i don't think they care

so

i wonder when they're going to

destroy your face

i hope i see you in the sky

at night when i get old

i hope you'll look about the same

as when i was a boy

it gets me to gasping

when i think about

what they might do

i wonder when they're going to

destroy your face

well

you sure look good

in the sky at night

and it's sad to say

you won't shine so bright

some day

when they're through with you

i bet you've seen the cloud we make

that covers up our rain

i wonder if you'll hide behind

a shroud like that some day

i'm worried about it

it makes me sigh

i just can't help it

i wonder when they're going to

destroy your face

it might be tomorrow

i just don't know

it might take years

i wonder when they're going to

destroy your face