On That Side Of The Silver Window

[Stacy Ann May]

On that side of the silver window

A new face you’ve always known before

The one that has for so long been walled in

Now is finally opening up the door

 

A gust of wind, a nervous glance

And then… such a beautiful sight!

This woman of sheer mystery

Is coming out for the night

 

She lives, she breathes, she moves all about

She feels so free and so fun

All through the night she longs for the day

When she can walk under the sun

 

Who is this girl? Where is she now?

And is she really the person she seems?

When she leaves once more with the rising of dawn

Will you wonder if she was only a dream?

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