When the western skies are blaze
And the sun lays down to rest
When the curlew starts to cry
And the birds fly home to roost
When the full moon begins to rise
Saturn moonbeams on my face
Beauty of the night, guys, far beyond
Far beyond both time and place
No one's lost who finds the moon
Or the sweetness of the wattle's bloom
Rebirth with the rain in spring
Or the dingo's howl on the autumn wind
Spirit of the moon, he calls me
Moon it draws me to the scrub
Night voices raced in the song
Past the water lilies bloom
In the tranquil billabong
Walking on the shadowed leaves
That's reflected by the moon
To the rocks and hills and caves
Where the dingo's pups are born
No one's lost who finds the moon
Or the sweetness of the wattle's bloom
Rebirth with the rain in spring
Or the dingo's howl on the autumn wind
Spirit of the moon he calls me
Spirit of the moon he guides me
Stars are blazing across the sky
In the brilliance of the Milky Way
And I'm surrounded by the beauty
Of every night and every day
Caress of moonlight on my skin
Knowing that freedom of not caring
Is why I'm gonna where I've been
Knowing that freedom I'm not caring
Why I'm gone or where I've been
Spirit of the moon he calls me
Spirit of the moon he guides me home
Spirit of the moon he calls me
Spirit of the moon he guides me home
Spirit of the moon he calls me
Spirit of the moon, guides me home
Spirit of the moon, he calls me
Spirit of the moon, he guides me home
