Lanterns swinging from the trees
Shadows dancing on your sleeves
Faint reflections in your glass
Moments shimmer, then they pass
Under the coconut moon
We move like a whispered tune
Nothing loud, nothing planned
Just your smile and open hands
Coconut moon…
Coconut moon…
The sky leans low, painted wide
A quiet hush we never tried
You lean close, I close my eyes
And feel the hush behind the highs
Don’t name the magic
Let it stay unknown
Some light is meant
To be borrowed, not owned
Under the coconut moon
We move like a whispered tune
Nothing loud, nothing planned
Just your smile and open hands
Coconut moon…
Coconut moon…
And the night still understands
