No moon she said Tonight it's just too dark Is it hiding out In someone else's heart Then she found it parked between The branches of a lemon tree A quarter full But sharp against the night She was holding on The wheel was lost She'd found herself alone To count the cost But like that moon above she thought A quarter of myself is not Enough to justify Me growing old If I swing low Darling we'll go slow And fall on our feet You and me If I swing low Darling we'll go slow And fall on our feet You and me With flecks of dirt around my eye I laid her down Upon her side And was hearing bells And she was gone If I swing low Know that I'm going home To fall on my feet This world complete If I swing low Know that I'm going home To fall on my feet This world complete