Standing on the moon
  I got no cobweb on my shoe
  Standing on the moon
  I'm feeling so alone and blue
  I see the Gulf of Mexico
  As tiny as a tear
  The coast of California
  Must be somewhere over here - over here
    Standing on the moon
  I see the battle rage below
  Standing on the moon
  I see the soldiers come and go
  There's a metal flag beside me
  Someone planted long ago
  Old Glory standing stiffly
  Crimson, white and indigo - indigo
    I see all of Southeast Asia
  I can see El Salvador
  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
    Standing on the moon
  With nothing else to do
  A lovely view of heaven
  But I'd rather be with you
    Standing on the moon
  I see a shadow on the sun
  Standing on the moon
  The stars go fading one by one
  I hear a cry of victory
  And another of defeat
  a scrap of age-old lullaby
  Down some forgotten street
    Standing on the moon
  Where talk is cheap and vision true
  Standing on the moon
  But I would rather be with you
  Somewhere in San Francisco
  On a back porch in July
  Just looking up to heaven
  At this crescent in the sky
    Standing on the moon
  With nothing left to do
  A lovely view of heaven
  But I'd rather be with you - be with you