I like talking to the moon
I told him about you
He said you sound sweet
He said he'd love to meet you

Then I turned away
I ended the conversation
Because I can't bear the thought
That I can never introduce you

Sometimes I talk to the stars
They don't have much to say
So I fill the space describing the way
Your head fit on my chest like a puzzle

It was perfect
It was pleasant
Was it enough?
Was I enough?

Sometimes I talk to the sun
And tell him how you would shine
And how I miss thе days when you were minе

I talk to the moon
I talk to the stars
I talk to the sun
And I tell them of the beauty of your soul
And I tell them of the shine of your smile
And that I hope you're doing well
Yes, I hope you're doing well

I talk to the moon
I talk to the stars
I talk to the sun