call her moonchild
dancing in the shallows of a river
lonely moonchild
dreaming in the shadows of a 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 in 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