She is like the moon, A part of her is always hidden. Her light shines brightest in a storm When she rises over the Earth to bless the people, But it disappears as soon as the sun comes out. She is like the moon, A part of her is always hidden. The other half of her lives in the dark. The moon is beautifully mysterious. The light shines brighter when the night falls away. But then there are clouds that cover up the full beauty. And she becomes a part of the darkness once again. The light fades away as darkness grows around it. But no matter how dark things become, Even though they hide from your sight, If you listen close enough She will share her secrets. Moonlight is beautiful and alluring And is the only thing that makes it shine so bright. But she also hides herself under the darkness. She is like the moon, A part of her is always hidden. But there is a certain beauty in the darkness. It brings peace, which the world would never give. She is like the moon, Another part of her