Dove

The moon rider is sitting at the clock
And waiting for his love.
And he is listening to rock,
And love is little dove.

It like а dove can fly away,
And you won't find it,
You won't find a way
And you will be split.

But rider is waiting for love,
Because he wants get a moon girl,?
He wants catch the dove,
Or may be a moon merle.

I think, he will do that,
I hope, he will do,
And I will make a bet,
What their love going to coo.?