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