I know that I'm
No model at all
I know that I have
No moral high ground on which to speak about passion
I know that I screwed up
And I repented
The moon stood still, saw it all
And did nothing to stop it
And now I bear
The blame, for the mistake was mine
I know that there's no excuse
I cheated, and the moon stood witness
The moon and I arguing over who the real loser is
The moon and I sharing a mistake of mine
Here by this window I stood with the moon and her
Now it's just the moon and I