She said something about a sunrise
Open up the curtain, take a look
Out the door we're shambling down the roadside
Down to the lake where nature's waking up

I didn't think that we'd be talking all night
Drinking from the neck does you in
The beauty of the dawn makes me uptight
I haven't seen it since I don't know when
I haven't seen it since I don't know when

She moves through the morning
She moves on the air
I can feel her head on my shoulder
I turn around and she's not there
I turn around and she's not there

See the way she moves around the graveyard
Stepping on the tombstones with respect
Calling out the rhymes of the ones who died before their time
Michael - TB - aged eight

She never seems to look any older
Eyes that shine crystalline and bright
When she puts her head upon my shoulder
I feel as bold as Lancelot the Knight
I feel as bold as Lancelot the Knight

She moves through the morning
She moves on the air
I can feel her head on my shoulder
I turn around and she's not there
I turn around and she's not there

She moves through the morning
She moves on the air
I can feel her head on my shoulder
I turn around and she's not there
I turn around and she's not there