Morgan Le Fay

listen drums and flutes and little bells
smell bonfire wine and food
listen laughing shouting toasting
i hide myself
between the trees...
shadows dance in grace and elegance
they celebrate
they don't see me
watching laughing in the crowd of men
he seems brighter than the flames
turn myself away
very fallen dream
creeping through the dawn
searching out for new
[leaving old behind
yearning for the dawn
remember laughing soft and gently desire...
the calmness of his hands
smell the sound of pagan laughing
his eyes are still in my mind
turn myself away
very fallen dream
creeping through the dawn
searching out for new
leaving old behind
yearning for the dawn
turn myself away
very fallen dream
creeping through the dawn
searching out for new
leaving old behind
yearning for the dawn
turn myself away
very fallen dream
creeping through the dawn
searching out for new
leaving old behind
yearning for the dawn
la la la la la
la la la la la
la la la la la