Following the moonlit path
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to climb to the top of the hill
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I made a promise to myself
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as I sat atop a stone-carved sign
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It was with all of my heart, too:
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"There's something you're wishing for
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So, until the day it comes true, you have to keep holding on to your dreams"
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We set out towards the west, because the moon travels west across the night sky
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And if we were to stop short of our goal, the moon would stop too
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It's always watching over me
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On a night of the waning moon
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looks as though it's about to land in my hands--
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I thought it wanted to play with me
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When I ask him, "Papa, bring down Mr. Moon! to me!"
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He brings out a long ladder
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and sets it next to the mountain, so I can climb to the top
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Like the flowing breeze, and the flow of time
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Now, my Papa lives in the sky
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And just like the the path that the moon takes
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My happiness waxes and wanes
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We set out towards the west, because the moon travels west across the night sky
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And if we were to stop short of our goal, the moon would stop too
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It's always watching over me
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