Will she come round again

Cried the indigo child

With eyes so blue

And hair so wild

Will she light up my night

Make the stars turn in shame

Will she tell me her name

If she comes round again

Will she rest on the water

Pale smile on her face

Will she come to my rescue

If I fall from grace

Will she show me her darkside

With secrets untold

Will she still shine so brightly

When I get old

Will she come round again

Make me wake from my sleep

Will she give me a piece of her

Just mine to keep

Under my pillow

So safe and secure

Tell me where does she go

When it's night time no more?

(c) David Stansfield 2008