Fantasy

I sailed in my dreams to the land of night

Where you were the dusk-eyed queen

And there, in the pallor of moon-veiled light

The loveliest things were seen

A slim-necked peacock sauntered there

In a garden of lavender hues

And you were strange with your purple hair

As you sit in your amethyst chair with your feet in your hyacinth shoes

Oh, the moon gave a blueish light

Through the trees and the land of dreams and night

I stood behind a bush of yellow green

And whistled a song to the dark-haired queen

(In a garden of lavender hues)

(And you were strange with your purple hair)

(As you sit in your amethyst chair with your feet in your hyacinth shoes)

(Oh, the moon gave a blueish light)

(Through the trees and the land of dreams and night)

(I stood behind a bush of yellow green)

And whistled a song to the dark-haired queen