The Dreaming Moon

With an ivory pipe and a cummerbund

In the dead of night on the autobahn

With the long ago on the radio

And the dreaming moon

We were young and in love

In a burning town but the fire went out

I'm alone again now and I finally know

How cool to be cold with the dreaming moon

I'll begin again with another new name

And a whole new life, full of fortune and fame

But in the 100th year, I'll be right back here

With the dreaming moon