When the Moon is Talking Lyrics

When the moon is talking

To a sense of beauty

And the moon is talking

To my sense of taking

When the night is ready

For your sense of reeling

When the movies talking

To a sense of weaving

What

What words

From the lips, blessed

My, Me, O Mine

What is I, to you, tonight

Is it through

Is it you

Could I be

Convinced to see

To see

What you're doing to me

And I call you

Like ones supposed to be

Stuck here reeling

Like it matters to me

When the curtain call came crashing down

And the smiles met with that tired frown

And the walls up round the closest friends

Means I'm hopeful though I'm praying

I'm not ready for this

Break or shake of dawn

From the clouds in view, cuz I'm nearing some

People meeting me where I ought to be

And I wanna talk, though the words are dark

Though the words make sense

Because its making no sense

I guess that's part of feeling

I guess that's part of seeking

That old moon talking to our sense of beauty

When I tell you I'm talking

To a sense of waking up