Moon over Bourbon Street - Travelling Light
Written by：Sting/Thimo pommerening
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
There's a moon over bourbon street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath the
Pale moonlight
I've no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights and the people and the moon and all
I pray everyday
To be strong
For I know what I do must be wrong
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear the sound
Of my feet
While there's a moon
Over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
It was many years ago that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life
Like an innocent lamb
You never seen my face at noon
You'll only see me walking
By the light of the moon
The brim of my hat hides the eye of a beast
I've the face of a sinner
But the hands of a priest
You'll never see my shade or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon
Over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
She walks everyday
Through the streets of New Orleans
She's innocent and young
From a family of means
I have stood many times outside her window at night
To struggle with my instinct in the pale moonlight
How could I be this way
When I pray to god above
I must love what I destroy and destroy the thing I love
You'll never see my shade
Or hear the sound of my feet
While there's a moon
Over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street
Moon over bourbon street