كلمات The Story Of Lara Layne

It´s a cold, cold September night May be hundred days ago Lonely road and a mystic light Like a dream - I don´t know An old house in the rain of England And I knocked on the door A young girl said: "I waited for you" Candles burned on the floor Lara Layne - you´re my sweet illusion When the night comes I´m calling your name Your smile´s so sweet - I´m drowning in confusion I´ll never forget Lara Layne Fading roses - she´s dressed in white I heard the midnight rain Just a tea in the candlelight Her name was Lara Layne On the next day an old man told me: "She died in sixty-nine" He did not believe my story It´s a mystery of time And whatever may be Time will come - time will show Was it just an illusion, tell me Lara where did you go