There’s something round up in the sky
Not quite as round as apple pie
Not quite as yellow as the sun
But something like a mango moon
Mango moon

How could they ever teach me this
How could they teach me that to kiss
Could be like lying in the grass
Under the pass of mango moon
Mango moon

All the children laughing now
Their faces soft and red
All the time will pass
And then their memory will taste of mango too
Mango moon

If someone warns you of your fall
Do not heed their words at all
Simply invite them in for tea
And serve them slivered mango moon
Mango moon

If you should cry before you wake
Remember everything is fake
And only then will you arise
By way of ripened mango moon
Mango Moon

All the children laughing now
Their faces soft and red
All the time will pass
And then their memory will taste of mango too
Mango moon