There is a moth in the bathroom
Drawn towards the light
My wife was in the shower
And it gave her a bit of a fright
I don’t understand why
If they are attracted to the light
They don’t just appear
When the sun is shining bright
There is a moth in the bathroom
Drawn towards the light
My wife was in the shower
And it gave her a bit of a fright
I don’t understand why
If they are attracted to the light
They don’t just appear
When the sun is shining bright
Bathed in summer sunshine Gentle breezes stir the stems But above in the golden sun Grow an array of perfect gems