The moon is weeping soft and low
And fades into the dark below
The wind is whispering all alone
Its voice is sinking in my soul
Tears become a flowing stream
Carrying a silent dream
I’m chasing shadows left by you
And reaching for a light anew
A bird is singing in the trees
A fleeting dream in melodies
Through leaves, the dancing beams of light
They softly make my heart take flight
Tears become a flowing stream
Carrying a silent dream
I’m chasing shadows left by you
And reaching for a light anew
Beneath the stars that softly shine
This quiet heart of mine resigns
I reach as if in silent prayer
And memories return from air
Tears become a flowing stream
Carrying a silent dream
I’m chasing shadows left by you
And reaching for a light anew