Midnight Run

Singing sweet songs that fairies sing,
'Cross the moon, in motion we sprint,
Dancing with the dreams they bring.

Silver chimes speak with a small ring,
Into cathedral bells, we went,
Singing sweet songs that fairies sing.

Into the mists we move with daring,
We dive into dark shadows that tint,
Dancing with the dreams they bring.

Only the voice of the night is fearing,
The silent sound we melodiously hint,
Singing sweet songs that fairies sing.

Over the glade, we go soaring,
Sprinkled with dew drops that were sent,
Dancing with the dreams they bring.

Fantasizing far into morning,
Our mouths taste traces of mint,
Singing sweet songs that fairies sing,
Dancing with the dreams they bring.