Under the moonlight I sit here and dream Only of you love Could I even sing No one could imagine the longing we've known O my Virginia I wait for your hand To put ink on paper In a letter you send Tell me you're stealing the next train ride home (Do you still burn inside?) Something's burning Your daddy's a statue He don't like my strange ways Roaming around one strange place to strange place Searching for something both gentle and pure (Something that we both can endure)