At night when the stars light up my room, 
i sit by myself, talking to the moon, trying to get you, 
i hope you're on the other side talking to me too
or im a fool who sits alone talking to the moon.
i feel like i'm famous, the talk of the town.

they say that i've gone mad, but they don't know what i know..
cause when the sun goes down someone's talking back.

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