She comes to me in my dreams br br A lace wrapped wraith with golden hair br br She runs carelessly br br Through the mist shrouded forest br br of my dark unsettled sleep br br A dream, a dream br br And lost br br I awake br br And am left with the moist air br br upon my bed br br Damp and chilled I rise to my day br br And all that is left br br Is the memory of a dreambr br James Jarrettbr br