Only tonight, Isadora, I dreamed that I saw you again.
Oh, Isadora I dreamed that I saw you again, Dancing your way through the ages, In chiffon of purple and blue, Could I but turn back the pages And dance with you.
Oh, Isadora you're leaving again, Having the time of your life, Goddess of beauty and ruin of men, Mistress and mother and wife, Mistress and mother and wife.
Now as I wonder the grace keeps some [didn't get the word], I sigh, Seeing your face on the river Under the bridges we knew Feeling your nearness I shiver, Can this be true?