Talking To The Moon Lyrics - Don Henley

When the hot September sun down in Texas 

I sucked the streams bone dry and turned to roads to dust 

In the sleepy little towns down in Texas 

The shades are all pulled down, streets are all rolled up 

And the only thing that breaks the silence 

Are the trucks a-passin' by 

Late at night on the front porch swing 

You can hear their mournful sigh 

And the lonesome whippoorwill 

Cries to the stars above 

He was calling out for his lady love 

She's been gone so long 

I was just talking to the moon 

Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over 

The memory of you, too hard to hold 

And the wind across the plains 

Is all that now remains 

You know the night shakes loose the names 

But they never quite go back the way they came 

So, goodbye rodeo 

It's a long, funny way for men to go 

Never change 

Never change at all 

I was just talking to the moon 

Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over 

The memory of you, too hard to hold on 

I was just talking to the moon 

Hopin' someday soon that I'd be over 

The memory of you