Beth Hart - Blame The Moon

She remembers the day they met
Right down to the minute
Her life has never been the same

Sitting alone in the dark
Staring into the night
Her life has never ever been the same
She cries, "It's a mystery
Can anybody see it,
How much this is hurting me
It's black magic
It's the season of the witch."

Blame the moon, blame the moon
Blame the moon, blame the moon It's a mystery
Anybody see it
How much this is hurting me
It's black magic
It's the season of the witch

Blame the moon, blame the moon
Blame the moon, blame the moon
Blame the moon, blame the moon
I said blame, blame the moon, blame

Blame the moon.