Give Me The Moonlight.

Here i kneel under a warm nights silvery moon.
Looking up at my lover on her balcony i do romantically croon.
To her i sing give me the moonlight.
It is such a romantic sight.
Well that’s what i thought.
She cursed and shouted down to me what a cheap engagement ring for her i bought.
I shouted back that i am not rich.
And that she was being a selfish bitch.
At me she did throw the ring.
And shouted that i could not sing.
Here i kneel under a now cold nights silvery moon.
At her i curse and no longer croon.