A forest pathway I follow
Through a distant misty hollow...

I dreamt I came up to the shore
And stared out on the windy bay...

A lonely graveyard on the hill
Through twisted trees, I saw...

I remember the Moon over the bay, at Sanibel
When we walked its golden sands, hand in hand...

Pearly moonbeams of the night
Silver glow on all I see...

Warm Spring wind,
Streaming past my vale in swirling crescendos...

I looked up to the sky, the twilight rising,
In a Floridian park, saw a vision spellbinding...

In the mystic moments of Winter's silent scene
Lies a realm of moonlight, so precious and serene...

Rivers flow down towards the bay
And with them, lifetimes swept away...

How sad the clouds that once graced my day
Drift slowly now to the horizon...

We meet again one dreamy night
Of emerald green on midnight's shore...

By tropical waters, she waits by the shore
Waits for a man who comes by no more...