Friday, October 1, 2010

Talking to the Moon

I know you're somewhere out there, somewhere far away.
I want you back. I want you back.
My neighbors think I'm crazy, but they don't understand you're all I have. You're all I have

At night when the stars light up my room, I sit by myself talking to the moon. Try to get to You. In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too.
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon.

Do you ever hear me calling?
Cause every night I'm talking to the moon still trying to get to you.

I know you're somewhere out there, somewhere far away.

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