Going to the Moon

Most of your friends
Didn’t even know
You were dating
When you were dating
I think you were ashamed
To admit it
From the very start
I still want to be a part
Of your life
I know
I will never get married
And you asked me
What would happen
If you asked me
Two years down the road
I was hoping that we’d last
Two years down the road
I told you
That I’d think about it
Your daughter told me
That she hoped
That we’d get married
I didn’t know what to say
I knew it was too soon
To think about that
I’d have the same chance
Of going to the moon
Than I have of getting married
Of finding romance
Of a man
Asking me to dance
A slow dance
I have the same chance
Of this
Than I will ever have
Of even another kiss
Of bliss