King Crimson

Call her Moonchild
Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lonely Moonchild
Dreaming in the shadows of a willow

Talking to the trees of the
Cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the
Night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain

She's a Moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden
Lovely Moonchild
Drifting in the echoes of the hours

Sailing on the wind
In a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
With the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child