Copper Moon

Just a slice of Copper Moon
 Over the ocean, ocean blue
 To hear my one and only tune
 To strike a chord that brings me to you
 There was a time when
 The only trouble was deciding what trouble to get in
 We'd go to town and get caught on a whim
 Jaxi's at the game arcade, flippers in her hand
 Listening to the Soft Parade on the sand
 In through one door, out the other
 You were the only one
 Who could lift us out of our ordinary day
 Holding us in the sun
 For an extra amount of energy before
 We had to come down and run
 Back to our sheltered homes and pretend there was no one . . .
 I draw your name in the sand so you can see
 From wherever you are that I'm thinking 'bout you and me
 I know you're out there, over the ocean blue
 Under the guise of that copper moon