There be low the grey stone walls
Behind the hills she waits for you
Painted on a field of corn
Strange messages she leaves for you
She takes the moon
and stars to wear as her disguise
Then catching cosmic rays,
she uses them for eyes
She's another,
and you know she's coming through
She's another,
and you know she's coming through
With one reason she will wipe away the sigh
In the green folds of her skirt,
a tired traveler lies
She's a lover,
and you know she's coming through
She's a lover,
and you know she's coming through
She's a lover,
and you know she's coming through
She's a lover,
and you know she's colourful
There below the grey stone walls
Behind the hills she waits for you
Painted on a field of corn
Strange messages she elates for you
She sheds her summer dress,
fearing it displeases you
I'm in the white silk melting
forest where she flew
She's a moth,
and you know she's coming through
She's a moth,
and you know she's coming through
Across the wooded plains
the wild bees are playing
Beneath the splintered stones,
her an ger seems to reign
She's a wo man,
and you know she's coming through
Oh yeah, she's a moon,
I know she's comin'
She's a good girl,
and you know she's coming through
She's a good girl,
and you know she's coming
through