I've been looking behind a couch
I've been searching in Paris, the town of love
I've been looking for you under the weeping willow

I've been looking, wearing skins
I've been climbing the trees, scratching hands and knees
I've been looking for you under another pillow

The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule, but you don't understand (yeah, yeah, yeah)
The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule, but you don't understand

I've been looking behind a bar
I've been searching the backseat of someone's car
I've been looking for you under the shallow hellos

I've been looking between sheets
I've been licking the dirt of the foreign streets
I've been looking for you underneath green jello

The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule, but you don't understand (yeah)
The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule, but you don't understand

I'm as small as a mite in the universe
What difference do we make?
But I want to be a mite in love
I want to exchange
Some heat for motion
And if you breathe I'll feel cool
(Let's change!)

(Some heat for motion
And if you breathe I'll feel cool)

Some heat for motion
And if you breathe I'll feel cool

Some heat for motion
And if you breathe I'll feel cool

The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule but you don't understand
The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule but you don't understand (yeah, yeah, yeah)

The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule but you don't understand
The moon is a grain of sand
In your hand
You rule but you don't understand (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don't care where it takes us
As long as I have once been loved