I dreamed a dream last night of a girl with raven hair.
She smiled and waved to me but all I did was stare.
The shadow of her figure was dancing in the light
As she appeared to walk upon the wings of night
She whispered in my ear but words were not produced
And as she looked at me, she cut my brain strings loose
I whipped around to see her, and touch her long dark hair
But as she waved to me, she laughed and turned to air