My darling is standing hashfully at the edge of the smile,

Whenever he start the sweet talk, words get lost from him, and he gets shy,

yeah i know my darling gets shy...

And in the deepest moment of love,

his mind goes blank,

i wish i could turn off the moon,

so he would talk in the darkness...

I put my self in his place, so he would be in mine...

Maybe for once, he would be able to steal a word from my mouth...

I wish i could turn off the moon, So he would talk in the darkness

And i sense, he get nervous, he changes the subject

He drowns in a wave of laughter in a sea of tears, As soon as he feels the word become sparse,

He looks for a way back...

But with him, even silence is sweeter than the breeze...