The moon's calling,
While I'm falling.
Soft bed of leaf
In a forest of mischief.
Dancing,
Dream romancing.
Take me far away to the places I can't see.
And open my soul to the wonder for me.
Like drifting clouds across the moon.
How the moments seem to fade so soon.
Tomorrow is near,
And I still don't recognize the here.
But taking one moment's foot fall,
And following the one echantment's call,
I can only strive forward, in the embrace,
As the clouds drift by like some entwined lace.
