He comes to her in the darkest of nights
Drums of the past, echo, calling her to him

The full moon shines her way
her soul naked, waiting for his touch
to bring her back home

In the darkest of nights, he comes to her
His gentle words carrying her to the place
she's so longing to be

Reflections of her beauty dances
in the depths of his mind
calling him to her
Her wandering soul he needs to
keep...