astray

and i am
running in circles, trying to catch that moonbeam.

but it would never work.
that gleam in your eyes has been there
since morning to sundown,
and the city glows for you
in a different way for me.
you tread on dreams and fallen stars
while i hang on to the moon with a string;
we'd both fall if you catch me anyway.

you probably thought i was
something else.