dream lady

i see her walking in the velvet moonlight, but then she hides behind the clock of midnight, and as i look to see her face, she disappears without a trace, sometimes i find myself in endless wandering, when i awaken in the misty morning, and i must look to find my way, as i await the end of day, dream lady, dream lady, and i await the end of day, till nighttime comes again to stay, dream lady. dream lady. dream lady