It's a night of many frightening things,
to take in.
It's not the way we please ourselves,
or our friends.
It's what we wont accept.
It's what will scare us now.
It's ourselves.
It's ourselves.

So tonight,
As I walk,
The moon makes faces at the trees.
It's so nice,
To make fun of everything that I lost,
And I miss, and I love but never had.

Tonight I'm gonna take a test,
To grow up.
So I'm sorry for the things I've done,
to everyone.
It's not your face,
I can't tell.
But I try to be this way.
It's my own.

So tonight,
As I walk,
The moon makes faces at the trees.
It's so nice,
To make fun of everything that I lost,
And I miss, and I love but never had.

It's what I can't accept,
It's what I can't accept,
If it's what I can't accept...

So tonight,
As I walk,
The moon makes faces at the trees.
It's so nice,
To make fun of everything that I lost,
And I miss, and I love but never had.

I'm so happy I could - do do dododo (x7) - do do do do.