Intro: Standing on the moon, I got no cobweb on my shoe. Standing on the moon, I see the battle rage below. Standing on the moon, I see a shadow on the sun. Standing on the moon, where talk is cheap and vision true. Standing on the moon, I'm feeling so alone and blue. I see the Standing on the moon, I see the soldiers come and go. There's a Standing on the moon, the stars go fading one by one. I Standing on the moon, but I would rather be with you. Gulf of Mexi co, as tiny as a tear. metal flag be side me someone planted long a go. hear a cry of victory, a nother of de feat. Somewhere in San Francisco, on a back porch in Ju ly, The coast of Cali fornia must be somewhere over here, Old Glory standing stiffly Crimson white and indigo, scrap of age old lulla by down some forgotten street. just looking up at heaven at this crescent in the sky, over here. indi go. in the sky. BRIDGE: I see all of Southeast Asia, I can see El Salva dor. I hear the cries of children and the other songs of war. It's like a mighty melody that rings down from the sky. Standing here upon the moon, I watch it all roll by, all roll by, all roll by, all roll by. FINALE: Standing on the moon, with nothing left to do. lovely view of heaven, but I'd rather be with you. A lovely view of heaven, but I'd rather be with you, be with you, be with you. I'd rather be with you.