A beautiful moon shines above again tonight, And it sheds light happily over the world. As for me, I'm just worthless, good for nothing, Dreaming at daybreak, creeping at dawn.
Still I'll scream into the sky, hoping that somebody will find me. I want to run, but there's no way out-- No bright future in sight. But I still fly up like a butterfly, hoping that you'll find me. A crescent moon, ugly children of the stars, flying with broken wings...!
What's a name? Just window dressin' Everybody knows it's clothes that make a man Play the game Just keep 'em guessin' Mix and match me Try to catch me if you can