The moon is hiding his face tonight It's been a while since I've seen his eyes The branches of the trees hold me gently I can see the stars from here They whisper softly in my ear They tell me to stay a while Take a seat and share a smile Though stars are perfect liars, as they tease me from afar Hiding behind a mask of black and white that never seems to fall And as I'm laying in my front yard And the stars begin to fade I realize I'm not the only one here who's been taught to hide my face