Yellow Moon
Yesterday I called up everyone I knew on my cell phone
I was out in a strange park, poorly playing fuzz guitar
Yellow Moon, even now, on the count of three, open your eyes
Shadow Moon, you’re still dreaming
Open your eyes
Open your eyes
With our backs facing each other
Open your eyes. When will we meet?
Every day, every night, I sing, as I think about you
I want to send you all these scattered emotions
Magical chord change, a sleepless town
A special jazz guitar song, in a soft minor key
