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Yellow Moon Lyrics - Singles - Robert Hunter

Anxious hope and thoughts of love 

Will never let me down or let me go 

Inside, my heart's a cage of ice 

Where love and loss still toss the lonely dice 

 

I burned the whole night long 

My thoughts were never far from you 

Love that locks and binds must die 

But when it dies a part of you dies too 

 

Born, born, born upon the world 

The restless heart keeps flying 

Trying to become the heart of home 

Love, love, love, it picks you up 

And spins you round 

Sets you right back down, where you belong 

 

My head don't fit my hat sometimes 

It gets so full of clouds 

Every time I pass your door 

I hear you cry out loud 

 

Sometimes I look the same to you 

As you have looked to me 

My eyes get filled so full of stars 

I don't know when I leave 

 

Born, born, born upon the world 

The restless heart keeps flying 

Trying to become the heart of home 

Love, love, love, it picks you up 

And spins you round 

Sets you right back down, where you belong 

 

Love is like the April rain 

That makes the harvest grow 

And when it grows it's like the summer gold 

Love is like the colored leaves 

That drift down from the trees 

One by one 'til every tale is told 

 

If I go a-dancing out across the yellow moon 

I'll be home by morning if it doesn't come too soon 

If you seek protection go and find a safer man 

And if he can't give you what you need 

Then come on by again 

 

Priestess of the sun and moon 

And goddess of the wind 

You know too much to ever lose 

And not enough to win 

 

Though you built your house upon the rock 

And not upon the sand 

You're still looking out your window 

For another traveling man 

 

Born, born, born upon the world 

The restless heart keeps flying 

Trying to become the heart of home 

Love, love, love, it picks you up 

And spins you round 

Sets you right back down, where you belong 

 

Love, love, love that picks you up 

And spins you round 

Sets you right back down where you belong 

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