Blackmore's night - Shadow of the moon

Shadow of the moon.
Shadow of the moon.

In the shadow of the moon,
She does think to operate.
Whispering a haunted tune,
To the night.

Velvet skirts,
Spun around and around.
Fire in her stare.
In the woods without a sound.
No one cared.

Through the darkened fields entraced,
Music made her poor heart dance,
Thinking of a lost romance.
Long ago... Feeling lonely, feeling sad,
She cried in the moonlight.
Driven by a world,
Gone made,
She took flight...

"Feel no sorrow, feel no pain,
Feel no hurt, there's nothing gained,
Only love will then remain."
She would say.

Shadow of the moon.
Shadow of the moon.

Somewhere just beyond the mist,
Spirits were seen flying.
As the lightning led het way,
Through the dark.

Shadow of the moon.