The Moon

When I look to the Moon
I just can remember about your blue eyes.
And for a moment,
I want to be this...
I want to be the Moon.
Because I know that you know
about it existence.
And you have ever looked to it.

Sometimes, I talk to the Moon,
Hoping it will tell to you
about my huge and truly love for you.

I wish, someday, we being together.
Walking together, and loving togheter.
Then, we'll walk somewhere, and
We'll look to the Moon, we'll dance...
And, you'll say to me
That you always thought
the same things as I...

You'll be mine,
Someday.