Música do dia: Talking to the moon

I know you're somewhere out there,  somewhere far away...I want you back. My neighbors think  I'me crazy, but they don't understand, 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 you in hopes you're on the other side talking to me too or an I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon.

I'me feeling like a famous, the talk of the town. The say I've gone mad but they don't know  what I know. Cause when the sun goes down someone's talking back.

At night when the stars light up my room I sit by myself talking to the moon, try to get you in hopes you're on the other side talking to me too or an I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon.

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

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