Don Henley - Talking To The Moon Lyrics
Talking to the moonIn the hot september sun down in texasSucked the streams bone dryTurned to roads to dustIn the sleepy little towns down in texas,The shades are all pulled down;The streets are all rolled up.And the only thing that breaks the silenceAre the trucks a-passin byLate at night on the front porch swingYou can hear their mournful sighAnd the lonesome weeping willow cries to the stars aboveHe was callin out for his lady loveShes been gone so longI was just talkin to the moonHopin someday soon that Id be overThe memory of you-too hard to holdAnd the wind across the plainsIs all that now remainsAnd the night shakes loose the namesBut they never quite go back the way they cameSo, good-bye rodeoIts a long, funny way for men to goNever changeNever change at allI was just talkin to the moonHopin someday soon that Id be overThe memory of you- too hard to hold onI was just talkin to the moonHopin someday soon that Id be over theMemory of you
