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Paroles: The Servant. Moonbeams.

Riding on a lonely bus
Like I was riding Pegasus
Slumped down on the seat at the back
A slow motion heart attack
I?m bored of being blue
Well close your eyes and soon
Those moonbeams running in the sky
Were just the same the night you came and fell into my life
Those moonbeams were running out your eyes
And your fingertips
Your cherry lips
But now I look and I see no one

I peer in at the shop displays
Dimly reflected in the window panes
Maybe these mannequins understand
What I let slip my hands
I?m bored of being blue
Well close your eyes and soon
Those moonbeams running in the sky
Were just the same the night you came and fell into my life
Those moonbeams were running out your eyes
And your fingertips
Your cherry lips
But now I look and I see no one

I?m bored of being blue
Well close your eyes and soon
Those moonbeams running in the sky
Were just the same the night you came and fell into my life
Those moonbeams were running out your eyes
And your fingertips
Your cherry lips
But now I look and I see no one

There is nobody here nobody there but me oh me
There is nobody here nobody there but me oh me
There is nobody here nobody there but me oh me
There is nobody here nobody there but me oh me
I want nobody here nobody here BUT YOU
Nobody nobody nobody no

(Thanks to Jack17-8 for these lyrics)