As the children lay sleeping,
I awoke from a dream at its height,
All that slumber had left me
Was a feeling of wonder in the night.
Where my journey had led me,
Well I guess I'll never know,
But the moments were real and my senses could feel
Every tear, every hope in my soul
Oh, voices of the night
The voices of the night are singing sweetly,
Oh, voices of the night,
The voices of the night, so completely.
Though the moon shone so brightly in the sky
Still I felt no cold,
Just the pull of my heart as I made for the wood,
The fields of wheat marked the places I'd stood.
In the clearing in the mist there's a bridge that rises up,
And crosses the ever flowing stream,
And my hands skimmed the ivy and freshly clinging dew,
As I drew to the centre of the dream.
Oh, voices of the night
The voices of the night are singing sweetly,
Oh, voices of the night,
The voices of the night, so completely.
Someone had called me through the veils of the years
Lost in this moment of magic moonlight
Oh, voices of the night
The voices of the night are singing sweetly,
Oh, voices of the night,
The voices of the night, so completely.
There she stood,
As lovely as every single memory rolled into one,
We first stood, holding hands looking deep inside
No words were spoken or undone.
"Why did you leave? " I cried,
"I've filled the empty waiting, with simply wasting away".
She said "I was done, now I've gone, you must turn and walk away,
But we shall meet again before too long"
Oh, voices of the night
The voices of the night are singing sweetly,
Oh, voices of the night,
The voices of the night, so completely.
Someone had called me through the veils of the years
Lost in this moment of magic moonlight
Oh, voices of the night
The voices of the night are singing sweetly,
Oh, voices of the night,
The voices of the night, so completely.
