if it should happen if you should wake up in the night there in the city of faith where your true love lies asleep like a baby with her hands at her head and the moon in your window sheds her light on the bed if it should happen if you should rise alone and go sit staring in the shadows of all that you own at the cloth on the table and the cable bill you re too old to keep moving you re too young to keep still all the while the rambling stars all the while the roving moon all the while the railroad cars keep passing by passing by you if it should happen if you should turn to see the way that moon sheds her light on your love where she sleeps go lay down beside her and wonder again that such a small window lets so much light in