I take off my dress to inspect my skin I suppose I know blood flows within I know because of what I've heard Of the color of love the color of dirt What of the mess I am trying to clothe With silk and sound from the girls in town Unable to put my ear to my chest I can only guess I can only guess I cannot escape it Yet I have made it I cannot explain it But I'm trying to name it I see the moon does the moon see me Does the moon see the one that I long to see I see the moon does the moon see me Does the moon see the one that I long to be I see the moon does the moon see me Does the moon see me Does the moon see me