I wait for a sign of the other side 
a cry or a whisper that i'll recognize 
a dream to remember what a dream is like 

for something in tune with the magical moon 
lucille 

i breathe tender words to the early sky 
the time when the sun is about to rise 
i'd leave everything on the world behind 
for something in tune with the magical moon 
lucille for something in tune with the man on the moon

people i know, drifting like wood 
what they say is not what they should 
and what they mean is not understood 
not by themselves 
talking too loud, ageing too soon 
what on earth is the magical moon ? 
They've got no dream that keeps 'em awake 
night & day, day by day by day 

i wait for a sign of the other side 
a cry or a whisper that i'll recognize 

for something in tune with the magical moon 
lucille 
for something in tune with the magical moon 
lucille 
for something in tune with the man on the moon 

gimme the magical moon, the magical moon