Oh the light that shines upon the Buddha's finger
Is neither Buddha, finger, moon, nor the truth
It's just the light that shines on Buddha's finger
Buddha's finger pointing at the moon
He saw her in the sunlight by the water
He'll be singing "Boys of Summer" from now on
He guesses that he'll love her long after
The sunlight and her beauty are both gone
But the light that shines upon the Buddha's fingers
Is neither Buddha, finger, moon, nor the truth
It's just the light that shines on Buddha's finger
Buddha's finger pointing at the moon
And the light that shines upon the Beauty's finger
Is neither Beauty, finger, diamond, nor the truth
It's just the light that shines on her finger
She twists the ring and wonders what to do
'Cause the light that shines upon the Buddha's finger
Is neither Buddha, finger, moon nor the truth
It's just the light that shines on Buddha's finger
Buddha's finger pointing at the moon.
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