She wishes she could turn away,
From the dreams tat haunt her now.
Dreams of the man she loved.
For all she know he could be dead.
Dreams of the man who saved her life.
She heard the guns,
But never the cry,
Of the man who might haved died.
So she sits in the moonlight,
Waiting.
He said he'd come for her,
But that is in the past,
So now her dreams are filled with him,
And her unsaited passions.