The stars are falling Your life is calling Dreamland opens here The path is clear Put on your overcoat Summer is shying The birds are flying South Shall we? Fires are waiting now To spring to life you see Stack the wood Strike a match Well find ourselves apart again come september And i will watch the snow fall From the old cape windows Counting Counting Counting The days The days go by... In the cry of the whippoorwill On the tail of an Autumn breeze By the fading light of fire flies Well say our goodbyes Dreamland opens here... Let the long winter begin Close your eyes and think of me When you see the moon upon the sea... That is where i will be
dreamland, counting, shying, overcoat, whippoorwill