The terrace it slopes down to the lawn
The lawn stretches out to the sea
Silvery moonlight murmuring through the leaves
How can she tell the truth from the lies
The lies are obscuring the view
A trick of the moonlight or is it the forest blue
The blue of the forest will fade fade away
The sky will brighten
No waves to ruffle this ocean of dreams
The dream of a perfect clear sky
Nettles and ivy twisting until they die
How can she know which is the path
The path that she must follow through
How can she find the edge of the forest blue
The blue of the forest will fade fade away
The sky will brighten and morning will come
