Written by ： Pim Koopman

Daughter of the moon

My only love

What childhood dreams

Are woven of

The thought of seeing you soon

Controls my mind

But suddenly

You are hard to find

My spirit's high

Esteem is low

Where you've gone

I do not know

Daughter of the moon

Your ray of light

Will guide me back

To your heart each night

Daughter of the moon

Without a trace

In every cloud

I can see her face

Saw her when I knew

No tribal law

I still don't care

About them at all

There's no defending

What they do

Keeping me

Away from you

Daughter of the moon

A spark of light

Could drive me back

To your heart tonight

Your wise men fear

They're in decline

The spirits are

No match for brine

See the mustang

Wave it's manes

Roaming freely

'Cross the plains

Daughter of the moon

It's only right

That I can be

In your arms tonight