Moonchild

 

Call her moonchild 

Dancing in the shallows of a river 

Lovely moonchild 

Dreaming in the shadow 

Of the willow. 

Talking to the trees of the 

Cobweb strange 

Sleeping on the steps of a fountain 

Waving silver wands to the 

Night-birds song 

Waiting for the sun on the mountain. 

She's a moonchild 

Gathering the flowers in a garden. 

Lovely moonchild 

Drifting on the echoes of the hours. 

Sailing on the wind 

In a milk white gown 

Dropping circle stones on a sun dial 

Playing hide and seek 

With the ghosts of dawn 

Waiting for a smile from a sun child.

King Crimson