I moved from New York City to Los Angeles
Made this place my home, found the man I love
Oh but my future is still uncertain
I've gotta figure it out,
But the words don't come out
So maybe I'll just be a street poet
Get lost in my love
Get lost in the meaning of life
But I can never be satisfied
I've gotta figure it out
I still got my doubts
So please don't tell me lies
Keep me warm at night
Because the bright lights of the city will fade
But I wanna shoot, I wanna shoot for the moon
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
I wanna shoot for the moon
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
I wanna shoot for... the moon
Yes I know you've got your own problems
And it must be hard to be a millionaire's son
Oh but in time you'll soon forgive me
But I'll be traveling on
Cause I still got my songs
So please don't tell me lies
Keep me warm at night
Because the bright lights of the city will fade
But I wanna shoot, I wanna shoot for the moon
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
I wanna shoot for the moon
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
I wanna shoot for the moon
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
I wanna shoot for...
You hold on so tightly to your convictions
Giving up this fight long before it's lost
You, you've got no motivation
When everything's handed to you on a silver plate
So please don't tell me lies
Keep me warm at night
Because the bright lights of the city will fade
But I wanna shoot, I wanna shoot,
I wanna shoot, I wanna shoot for the moon
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
I wanna shoot for the moon
Oh-ooh, oh-ooh
I wanna shoot for the moon, oh-ooh
