Amy Stroup purple moon

Saw you leaving
In little ways for a while now
Saw you drifting
In little ways for a while now
I saw your eyes tracing clouds
As they moved away
Sail on purple moon
Sail on purple moon
The drifters are calling
And I'm standing alone
The drifters are calling
And I'm standing alone
Rising light
Through the trees
Your words lifted me
Through the forest wood
Through the breeze
They followed me
I was tracing clouds from where I stood