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 through 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 through 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
And 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 through 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 through 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
