Who was it who stood,
On the peak of my dreams.
Young woman of the shadows,
Where is it that you go?
I can\'t see you now,
But there are slight glimpses.
As vocals from you ensued,
There was a place I heard.
At the end of it all,
And where I am waking.
The rising sun won\'t recall,
Your eyes as they saw me.
I sit now in the thought,
That it might be finished.
Where Dreaming with you ceasing,
Is the fear that I know.
And I sit and wonder.