Lyrics The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress (Live in Denver, 1978) - Joe Cocker

See her as she flies
Golden sails across the sky
Close enough to touch
But careful if you try
Though she looks as warm as gold
The moon's a harsh mistress
The moon can be so cold

Once the sun did shine
Dear Lord it felt so fine
The moon a phantom rose
Through the darkness and the pine
And then the shadows fell
The moon's a harsh mistress
It's hard to love her well

I fell out of her eyes
I fell out of her heart
I fell down on my face
Tripped and I missed my star
I fell and fell alone
The moon's a harsh mistress
The sky is made of stone

The moon's a harsh mistress
She's hard to call your own