I talk to the man in the moon
I said, «Sir, is she coming back soon?»
He smiled and he stated
«Son, I’m over-rated
I’ve had to much credit in those old love tunes
I don’t know a thing about love
I just kind of hang here above
I just watch from the sky
Will love grow or will it die?
I don’t know a thing about love.»
Then I asked him «Where is she tonight?
You must see all things with your light.»
He said, «Son, I could tell you things that might kill you
But I don’t get involved in what’s wrong or right
I don’t know a thing about love
I just kind of hang here above
I just watch from the sky
Will love grow or will it die?
I don’t know a thing about love.»
He said, «I can move oceans when I take the notion
Or make mountains tremble and rivers run dry
But in all matters human, remember there’s someone
In charge of those things way above you and I
I don’t know a thing about love
I just kind of hang here above
I just watch from the sky
Will love grow or will it die?
I don’t know a thing about love
I don’t know a thing about love.»