You were the sun and I was the moon   Then suddenly we were fine with it that way   I saw the two and they were withering   on the vine to be so happy   So happy, behind your face   An invention has taken your place      Sad, lovely, guilty when it's fish or cut line      You were the sun and I was the moon   then suddenly we were fine with it that way   I saw the stars and they were twinkling way   up high to be so happy behind your face   An invention has taken your place      Sad, lovely, guilty when it's fish or cut line