Christabel

A certain kind of twilight echoes in your sleep
 Turning into velvet she pushes in so deep
 A sorrow you call sadness close upon your day
 Darker than this dreaming, an ancient passion play
 Christabel is waiting she never seems to cry
 Falls into a circle against an Eastern sky
 She turns towards another and then she turns away
 Christabel is sleeping she doesnt want to play
 In a silent garden shadows fall like rain
 Draws me even closer, caresses me with pain
 The bitter angels kisses cold upon your heart
 Christabel is falling she always she always...
 Christabel is waiting she never seems to cry
 Falls into a circle against an Eastern sky
 She turns towards another and then she turns away
 Christabel is sleeping she doesnt want to play