Arms Legs Moonlight by Eric Chenaux Lyrics

The sun has no shape in the sky
At the end of the day
Or at least when it feels that way
Like leaves we hang so easily
And hopefully, like you are to me
I'm awash in your eyes

We spend our days calling friends
And making plans
Lucky at night
Slow and close hand in hand
Weather seasons memory and time
Arms, legs and moonlight
Awash in our eyes

With the blues in our hearts
Like the night in the fog
The spring in the bed and
At the end of the fall
And the love I'm always thinking of
And whatever it gets me thinking of
And when we're walking home
And we're all alone
Tearing leaves as we go
The moonlight shows all the dust
And hopefully like you've been to me
I've been awash in your eyes

With the blues in our hearts
Like the night in the fog
The spring in the bed
And at the end of the fall
And the love I'm always thinking of
And whatever it gets me thinking of