If the moon had a steering wheel
We'd fly it farther until nothing's real
When I look in your eyes,
I see fireflies
Then I try to catch them all,
one by one
My heart's a jar made of red stained glass
The lid is missing from this summer past
I lost it dancing,
Our lovers dance
And how your fireflies just fly away
Cause' if the moon had a steering wheel
We'd fly it farther until nothing's real.
