The Sunshine Of Your Shadow

Well, I saw your mysty face down in the meadow
But you flew away and you faded in the night
I thought to pick the sunshine of your shadow
I guessed that all at once it was all mine

Now the clouds still dream tomorrow
And the meadow turned blue last night
Now my little queen, she died in sorrow
For the gainey sweets, at all a lie

Now I've tried to pick the sunshine of your shadow
But your tears did try to slip away
So I put your dreams back then in the meadow
And I wonder what have braught you on my way