Oh my miracle, my burning star
My holy miracle, oh Mantra
My moonless nights, my sunny days
My solar sign, my milky ways.
Yeah, just like the chariot, you swing me low,
My own sweet angel, you let me know
That you are my everything,
Yeah, you are my everything.
Got no money in the bank, baby
Got no telephone
But I got all your love, honey
And that's better than being alone.
All my life, I waited for you
And now you're mine, there's nothing
I can't do - there's nothing we can't do.
Got no petrol in the tank, baby,
Got no place to roam,
But you're along for the ride, baby,
And that's better than travellin' alone.
Love on the moon, we'll get there someday
Love on the moon.