paroles de chanson The Lady is Gone - Mark Wilkinson

I've been dreaming of a sun kissed summer,
How the moonlight danced in your eyes,
And the water wept with desire,
Like the sweat upon your skin,

I've been dreaming of a sacred fire,
How we danced so close to the flame,
With the embers drawing your name,
And the haze you kept me in,

Your body warm beneath my hands,
Your silhouette against the sand,
Here in memories I live and breath,
Trading whispers with my aching dreams,

But the lady is gone,
And I've been trying to find myself,
In the ebony, she left me here to feel,

The lady is gone,
And I've been trying to lose myself,
In the memories that time will surely steal,

I've been flying on a blue moon blanket,
On the wings of stolen goodbyes,
And holding on to the nights,
And the lace you wrapped me in,

Your body warm beneath my hands,
Your silhouette against the sand,
Here in memories I live and breath,
Trading whispers with my aching dreams,

But the lady is gone,
And I've been trying to find myself,
In the ebony, she left me here to feel,

The lady is gone,
And I've been trying to lose myself,
In the memories that time will surely steal,

Will surely steal,
Will surely steal,

Everyday I watch and wait,
And dream of her return,
And every night I close my eyes,
And dream of her return.