Bob Wills a maiden s prayer

Twilight falls
Evening shadows find
There 'neath the stars
An Indian so fair divine
The moon on high
Seems to see her there
In her eyes there's a light
Shining ever so bright
As she whispered a silent prayer
Every word reveals
An empty broken heart
Broken by fate
That holds them so far apart
Lonely there, she kneels
And tells the stars above
In her arms, he belongs
And her prayer is a song
Her undying song of love