Waco Brothers
New Moon



New moon shing down on Folsom St.
I've got promise
She's sitting tight, next to me

Ain't it strange
the way the fog pours down
like a little girl's blankett
it makes you want to settle down

little girls
named hope & faith
i belive in time
they're going to own this place

New moon
please don't disappear
i'm afraid without you
i'm afraid of whar i might be