yeah, it's ceremony for me
when the sun's rays stop their sleepwalkin to dreams
the hills fade out to the smoke in the air
then i spy that child with the moon in her hair
and late, my gang is gathered around
the sweet moonbeams as we're singing along
reflected fire seems to catch on her gown
and i don't remember asking her to come...
i can't even remember where i seen her around
she gives me a look and then she leads me
down to the trees
dawn, and i'm lost in the breeze
shes whispered sweet secrets
that seem written for me
i spent all night and i can still not tell
how she found the bonfire and got there at all
where time well went 'fore she gave me her call
my friends must worry where i am at all
but she brings me in closer
toward the trees
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