Moon over Bourbon Street – Sting (Tekst)

There's a moon over bourbon street tonight
I see faces as they pass beneath
The pale lamplight
I've no choice but to follow that call
The bright lights 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
It was many years ago that I became what I am
I was trapped in this life like an
Innocent lamb
Now I can never show my face at noon
And 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
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear
The sound of my feet
While there's a 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
Oh you'll never see my shade or hear
The sound of my feet
While there's a moon over bourbon street