Follow The Moon
Paula Cole
Mother was afraid for me, I dreamed too big
Always, biting off more than I could chew
No road map for a hopeless sinner, a feckless leader
Just, wandering and stumbling through
Seeking the truth I read the bible, but I do not feel the word
The way some folks, they feel the word
Seeking my heart, I heed the silent way inside the way
Migrations, follow the Moon
So I'll just follow the Moon
Father raised me as the son he longed for, I
Did all the things that boys do
Discomfort in a world of black and white I try to belong
And feel communion as I do
Seeking the way, I feel religion, but I do not follow the rules
The way some folks, they follow the rules
Seeking the truth, like a paper airplane coasting on a whisper
An angel singing hallelu'
So I'll just sing hallelu'
(Hallelu', hallelu')
Seeking the truth I've been a Joan of Arc, a Jezebel
And nobody cares, so I'll just do what I do
Seeking the way, like a paper airplane coasting on a whisper
An angel singing hallelu'
Seeking the truth I feel religion, but I do not follow the rules
The way some folks, they follow the rules
Seeking my heart, I heed the silent way inside the way
Migrations, follow the Moon
So I'll just follow the Moon