Moonstruck Songtext
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Be kind to yourself
You, at least, deserve that
You give yourself hell, as a matter of fact
You can hide all but a trace
I see hurt warring all over your face
Warring all over your face

Maybe this comes too soon
Maybe I′m not the one who's supposed to tell you
But you are the moon
You′ve got no more wishing to do
Some days you can hide all but a trace
I see shadows warring all over your face
Warring all over your face

Ooh


Your love's a sad song I've got stuck in my head
Recalling lines wrong while truth springs in its stead
You can hide all but a trace
I see hurt warring all over your face
Warring all over your face

Ooh

I don′t want to be right
I don′t want to be right
I don't want to be right
I don′t want to be right, be right, be right, be right
I don't want to be right
I don′t want to be right
I don't want to be right
I don′t want to be right, not right now

Ooh