The moon is making patterns on the water 
Why it is I just can't say 
I'm not old enough or wise enough to wonder 
I don't think about the magic that I'm under 
Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes 
Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes  
You'll find me in the twilight on the mountain 
When the sun shines on the lake 
I'm a child of darkness lost among the thunder 
Where the shafts of moonlight break the sky asunder 
Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes 
Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes