i was walking on the moon...looking for the stamp you've let in me...looking for a sweet place i can let my heart for a long time...you miss me , you know...juste assez pour ressentir le manque and not enough to feel lost when you're far away from me...
the light of the moon is sweet ant warm as you can be ...and this night my heart was empty of this so sweety feeling...it's so good...hey , call me when you'll come back...i'm walking on the moon...
