The mystic smoke of our encounter
Disappears through the window tram
And you can translate through my eyes
And you can tell how glad I am
To be here, to be near
Beside you, my love
The tragic misadventures of a summers afternoon
Where the neighbors hide behind the fence
And howl at the moon
Oh I'm not scared, my soul is bared
Beside you, my love
The wizard in his tower
He looks down in angry rage
Another sun, it is closing in
And he cannot write a page
Though he could score and so much more
Beside you, my love
Silver beams of moonlight
They cross your face and they make me strong
Give me strength throughout a lifetime
To be tall where I belong
To be here, to be near
Beside you, my love
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