The Moon کے بول

Will my song be heard amongst the wind that blows? It's the end, with the those things that were spread I have so many things that I want to say I'm keeping the moon in my memory tonight When the deep blue night ends Will I be able to rest? I'm like you, but I can't reach you I'm like you, you're making me cry Tonight is cold and dreary I'm left alone There's no hope, even though the moonbeams shine I'm keeping the moon in my memory tonight When the deep blue night ends Will it all be erased? I'm like you, but I can't reach you I'm like you, if you're making me cry… You can't even leave some light for me.. Why can't you talk to me?