Talking to the moon

Talking to the moon
I stared out my window and looked for your face between the stars.
I couldn't find you so I was wondering how you are.
Lost without your beautiful voice
Lost amongst the noise.

Now every time I hear a whisper I think that its you.
But how can it be when your not here, I haven't got a clue.
Sending you kisses and hoping you get them by midnight.
When all the stars shine bright.

So for all the wrong doings, something must of been right.
All these calculated thoughts race in my mind
Just hope your doing fine.
Talking to the moon and sharing what I wish I could say.
Maybe I will see you beyond the horizons on some sunny day.