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The fire's crackling in the hearth,
On winter's eve
There's nothing but the sound of burning
In my head
And slowly as the falling of an Automn leave,
I think the slumber holds my hand
I think the slumber holds my hand
I dream of hidden places,
Here and far away,
Of kings with endless power
Longing for one love...
And when the day opens my eyes,
I wish I'd say that I have
All I'm dreaming of
And I walk in the night,
My eerie guiding light,
I have my coat on, in the middle of the room
And see, out of my spleen, a lovely winter scene
I see snow dancing with the moon
I see snow dancing with the moon
How I would love to write the moment,
It's so right...
And find a way to etch forever how I feel
How I would love you to be here
With me tonight
Your smile is the ink on my quill
Your smile is the ink on my quill
So I walk in the night,
My eerie guiding light,
I have my coat on, in the middle of the room
And see, out of my spleen, a lovely winter scene
I see snow dancing with the moon
I see snow dancing with the moon
And I walk in the night,
My eerie guiding light,
I have my coat on, in the middle of the room
And see, out of my spleen, a lovely winter scene
I see snow dancing with the moon
I see snow dancing with the moon
So I walk in the night,
My eerie guiding light,
I have my coat on, in the middle of the room
And see, out of my spleen, a lovely winter scene
I see snow dancing with the moon
I see snow dancing with the moon
I see snow dancing with the moon
I see snow dancing with the moon
(Nathaniel Brendel/Tristan Boccara)