Moon fever

Let the moon lit up the night. I'd like to stay up, but frightened of the sun.
I lit ciggarettes past the days, smoking one by one.
Young night, old night, whenever time's coming around. I'm still pushed to the ground.
Trying to hear the heartbeat of the earth, is she still sleeping.
No time to be sad my love, just time to be glad.
Get hope for joy, get blinded by the light. You're only young once, my child.