Living on the Moon - Joe Bonamassa

Hard to breath, the airs been stoler

Without my suit, blues been swollen

It’s got as hades

And it ain’t ever noon

'Cause hanging round with you is like living on the moon

Threw me out, guess we’re even

Took me back when I was leaving

Something tells me it was all too soon

'Cause hanging round with you is like living on the moon

There are times where you’re the best thing on earth

When the sun comes up we stop throwing the dirt

Hard to keep my feet on the ground

Love the ups, hate the downs

If I steer right I might make it to the dunes

'Cause hanging out with you is like living on the moon

(Oh, hit me now!)

There are times where you’re the best thing on earth

When the sun comes up we stop throwing the dirt

Maybe we just need some space

I’ll leave my bag here just in case

Sometimes I feel like I’ve been marooned

'Cause hanging out with you is like living on the moon

'Cause hanging out with you is like living on the moon