Vision in Grey

On a fisherman's moon I see a young girl Calling out, walking forward, looking back Digging for treasure Digging up the past She's got Stardust in her hands On a fisherman's moon she walks the empty streets Calling out to the sea, to the sea Her hand to the night sky, bringing her back To the lonely bay of sleep Like a vision in grey she smiles plunging deep Like a vision in grey she smiles to the sea Like a vision in grey she smiles She is free Oh, wild wild woman Won't you come back to me Won't you come back to me On a moonless night, she is nowhere to be found No one calling out, no one listening, listening The treasures like diamonds on the water They are jewels glistening, glistening Like a vision in grey she smiles plunging deep Like a vision in grey she smiles to the sea Oh, like a vision in grey she smiles She is free Oh, wild wild woman Won't you come back Like a vision in grey she smiles plunging deep Like a vision in grey she smiles to the sea Like a holy ghost fishing she smiles She is free Oh, wild woman Won't you come back to me Won't you come back...