Talking To The Moon
Don Henley
Talking to the Moon In the hot September sun down in Texas Sucked the streams bone dry Turned to roads to dust In 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 silence Are the trucks a-passin' by Late at night on the front porch swing You can hear their mournful sigh And the lonesome weeping willow cries to the stars above He was callin' out for his lady love She's been gone so long I was just talkin' to the moon Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over The memory of you-too hard to hold And the wind across the plains Is all that now remains And the night shakes loose the names But they never quite go back the way they came So, good-bye rodeo It's a long, funny way for men to go Never change Never change at all I was just talkin' to the moon Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over The memory of you- too hard to hold on I was just talkin' to the moon Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over the Memory of youpresent participle solar system songs
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