The Moon and St Christopher - Mary Black
When I was young I spoke like a child
I saw with a childs eyes
And an open door was to a girl
Like the stars are to the sky
Its funny how the world lives up to
All your expectations
With adventures for the stout of heart
And the lure of the open spaces
Theres two lanes running down this road
And whichever side youre on
Accounts for where you want to go
Or what youre running from
Back when darkness overtook me
On a blind mans curve
I relied upon the moon
I relied upon the moon
I relied upon the moon and St Christopher
Now Ive paid my dues cause
I have owed them
But Ive paid a price sometimes
For being such a stubborn woman
In such stubborn times
I have run from the arms of lovers
I've run from the eyes of friends
I've run from the hands of kindness
I've run just because I can
But now I've grown and I speak like a woman
And I see with a womans eyes
And an open door is to me now
Like to the saddest of goodbyes
When its too late for turning back
I pray for the heart and the nerve
And I rely upon the moon
I rely upon the moon
I rely upon the moon and St Christopher
And I rely upon the moon
I rely upon the moon
I rely upon the moon and St Christopher
To be my guide