But they never quite go back the way they came
I was just talking to the moon
Late at night on the front porch swing
Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over
The memory of you, too hard to hold on
I was just talking to the moon
Cries to the stars above
And the wind across the plains
The memory of you, too hard to hold
In the sleepy little towns down in Texas
And the lonesome whippoorwill
She's been gone so long
So, goodbye rodeo
I was just talking to the moon
Is all that now remains
The shades are all pulled down, streets are all rolled up
Never change
Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over
It's a long, funny way for men to go
You can hear their mournful sigh
And the only thing that breaks the silence
Are the trucks a-passin' by
Never change at all
You know the night shakes loose the names
He was calling out for his lady love
Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over
