I see her walking in the velvet moonlight But then she hides behind the cloak 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...