I try to be patient--I try not to moan

But it's driving me crazy trying to live here alone

My conversation gets nowhere when I talk to myself

I've lost my sense of humor somewhere here on the shelf



The moon is wasting its shine shining on me

Until I see you again

I won't be out in the moonlight

And I'll be sleeping by ten

The birds are wasting their song singing to me

Until I'm waking with you

Until you're back in my arms dear

The birds will have to find something better to do



A shoulder to cry on would make me feel fine

But it's not much comfort when I'm crying on mine

Friends and relations are running out of patience with me

I keep myself to myself but I'm no company



The moon is wasting its shine shining on me

Until I see you again

I won't be out in the moonlight

And I'll be sleeping by ten

The birds are wasting their song singing to me

Until I'm waking with you

Until you're back in my arms dear

The birds will have to find something better to do

Baby, till you're back in my arms

The birds will have to find something better to do