I blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that
died with the eagles flying.
I blame you for the moonlit nights
when I wonder why are the seas still dry.
Don't blame the sleeping satellites.
Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance?
In the rush of the race,
the reason we chase is a lost in romance.
And still we try
to justify the waste for a taste of man's greatest adventure.
Oh,
I blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that died with the eagles flying.
I blame you for the moonlit nights when
I wonder why are the seas still dry.
Don't blame the sleeping satellite.
Have we lost what it takes to advance?
Have we peed too soon?
If the world is so green,
then why does it scream under a blue moon?
We wonder why if the earth sacrificed
for a price of its greatest treasure.
Oh,
I blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that died with the eagles flying.
I blame you for the moonlit nights when
I wonder why are the seas still dry.
Don't blame the sleeping satellite.
And when we shoot for the stars,
what a giant step.
Have we got what it takes
to carry the
weight of this concept?
Oh, pass it by
like a shot in the dark,
but someone with a sense
of adventure.
Oh,
I blame you for the moonlit sky
and the dream that
died with the eagles flying.
I blame you for the moonlit nights when
I wonder why are the seas still dry.
Don't blame
the sleeping satellite.