Near the old chestnut tree
I idly wished upon a falling star
far away in the night sky
and glimpsed your ghost
passing by
under a silver moon
with fair hair streaming
down your cheeks
and you were glowing white
as if shimmering
and still your voice
was filled with love
and soft almost as the breeze
blowing above my head
through the old chestnut tree
and sadly we had to part
at the start of day
and your goodbye
still lingers with me.
I idly wished upon a falling star
far away in the night sky
and glimpsed your ghost
passing by
under a silver moon
with fair hair streaming
down your cheeks
and you were glowing white
as if shimmering
and still your voice
was filled with love
and soft almost as the breeze
blowing above my head
through the old chestnut tree
and sadly we had to part
at the start of day
and your goodbye
still lingers with me.