Cloud Cult - Man On The Moon lyrics

I was born on the back of the Man on The Moon And my hands are made of wind, and my fingers made of spoons I always feel like I am speaking too soon And she's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen her bod in the wind and the wind in my dreams She gives me all the things I ever could need Hey! I was born on the back of the Man on the Moon I had hands made of gla**, and my fingers made of spoons I always feel like I am speaking too soon