Baby Aria (The Moon)
Somehow I'm imagining Annette is singing
Just as the light of the moon lit her beautiful face
I'm foolish... How very foolish I can be...
Oh, I can hear the stars laughing at me...
In the morning I'll be free of all these hallucinations
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