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