Cassandra for the sunrise century Taking the Moon in her bed like a lover Letting him leave her Taking no others Watching the tides as they fill up her eyes She says she's not upset She says that loneliness is worse than regret We have to wonder What she meant When she told us Any love is good enough The sun comes to her on the windowsil She meets him there, he says "Come ride on my flaming hands, By tomorrow we'll be painting the horizons With the gold streaks of a good goodbye Why would the Moon suspect? He only sees the clouds that slither by his head" We have to wonder What she meant When she told us Any love is good enough "Could heaven keep the light on so I could keep my eye on you? You and only you And follow you as far as I can go" There's a break in the trees the moon is shining through She rolls down the window and says "Is it you? Is it you?" Gravity turned him Comets had buried him, too She splashes the river to move his reflection She says "Could heaven keep the light on So God could keep his eye on you? You and only you And follow you as far as you can go" We had to wonder What she meant When she told us Any love is good enough