She takes the moon and stars

To wear as her disguise.

Then catching cosmic rays

She uses them for eyes.

She's a lover

And you know she's coming through

She's a lover

And you know she's coming through

With warm breezes

She will wipe away the sigh.

In the green folds of her skirt

A tired traveller lies,

She's a lover and you know she's coming through ...

There below the grey stone walls

Behind the hill she waits for you.

Painted on a field of corn

Strange messages she leaves for you.

She sheds her summer dress

Fearing it displeases you

Amid the white silk melting forest

Where she flew.

She's a lover

And you know she's coming through .....

Across the wooded plains

The wild geese have fled.

Beneath the splintered stones

Her anger seeps through red.

She's a lover and you know she's coming through ...


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