A dream too good to be true
Loner’s tale, my story of you
Loner’s tale, my story of you
All the songs, dreamy rhymes
Dream of a girl all dressed in white
Dead waters of ghost river flowing above pale skies
Dark side and purity innocent slowly withering
Beyond the lands of hope
Abandoned shore
The world of imaginary dreams is slowly vanishing
Her dreams are made of midnight whispers
Silent secrets and heart’s awe
Her life is written by a storyteller’s hand
Beaten heart longing for another ride
Far across the sea to the moonlit stars
Dark dream of her belonged to the innocent play
Swaying blade upon the storyend
Letters and rhymes of a rhythm of her heart
Still longing and dreaming the darkest one dream