Strange are the ways of making love
Right under the shade
And her moonlight smile
Leaves me unsaid

Strange are the ways of telling her
What she really means to me
She looks deep inside
Her eyes tell the story

Strange are the ways to make us all
A happy family
We hold our hands and dance
She holds on to me

Strange are the ways of crying for
A soul lost in peace
I look at the moon and cry
The moon got back its piece



The Story Behind

I think this song is the most romantic thing I have ever written. However, without being too introspective, I leave the decision to the readers. I hope they appreciate the emotions in this song.

I really like the title of this poem. Moonlight Smile. I am not too sure whether it means anything but at least sounds good.