Madelaine

Standing, watching a pale blue moon

Rising slowly in the winter sky

Waiting, hoping she'll be home soon

And I won't ask her where or why

As the evening shadows fall

Madelaine, Madelaine

I can hear the night wind call

Call her name, Madelaine

Turning slowly I hear her call

Echo softly through the silver pines

Walking home the first snowflake falls

Still she's always on my mind

As the evening shadows fall

Madelaine, Madelaine

I can hear the night wind call

Call her name, Madelaine