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...