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