In My Dreams

I feel the cold wind as it blows in from a distant shore.

It speaks of days gone by, of mortal men who fight no more.

What were their final thoughts as the die were cast?

Did they gaze into your eyes and see beyond the mask?

I've seen your face, once before, in my dreams.

The vision is haunting, even now.

I've seen your face, once before, in my dreams.

Oh, in my dreams, in my dreams.

I've felt your hands upon my shoulder once or twice before.

And prayed in fear that you would go away for evermore.

Why must you come, why must you take away what is so dear?

What is your just reward, for causing so much fear?

I've seen your face, once before, in my dreams.

The vision is haunting, even now.

I've seen your face, once before, in my dreams.

Oh, in my dreams, in my dreams, in my dreams, in my dreams.

The picture that you paint,

Is not what it seems.

You're wearing the mask of a saint,

But i've seen your face in my dreams.

-solo-

I've seen your face, once before, in my dreams.

The vision is haunting, even now.

I've seen your face, once before, in my dreams.

Oh, in my dreams, in my dreams, in my dreams, in my dreams...