Arrow to the Moon

I throw an arrow to the moon

But it never come back too soon

I count one to four

And wait for the arrow til the next monsoon

I spend all the glory and fame

And took the arrow for the blame

I look up the sky once again

I sigh the arrow never came

I throw an arrow to the sky

I swing it hard to shake my mind

It pierce my tongue, bleeds my heart

Now, arrow, fly high, this is goodbye.