If the moon could talk, what would she say?
In shimmering light, at night's.
Whispering secrets to hearts
tell of solace in times of despair,
telling us to stay awake
for a little company
If you sleep then it's ok
as long as you know she exists
as I know, she's watching over me
smiling above the trees
to listen me closely
as I know, she's watching over me
smiling above the trees
to listen me closely
as I know, she's watching over me
smiling above the trees
to listen me closely