See her how she flies Golden sails across the skies Close enough to touch Careful if you try Though she looks as warm as gold The moon's a harsh mistress The moon can be so cold Once the sun did shine And lord it felt so fine The moon, a phantom rose Through the mountains and the pines And then the darkness fell And the moon's a harsh mistress It's so hard to love her well I fell out of her eyes I fell out of her heart I fell down on my face I tripped and missed my star God I fell, and I fell alone And the moon's a harsh mistress And the sky is made of stone The moon's a harsh mistress Yes she is She's so hard to call your own