Brooks Bowman East of the sun and west of the moon, We'll build a dream house of love Near to the sun in a day, near to the moon at night, We'll live in a lovely way dear Living our love in memory...
Half of a letter Tells half a story The way I see it It's half the worry Where I came from I forgot too soon East of the sun And west of the moon Money talks And, hey, I'm listening I've lived without...