The Dreaming Moon

With an ivory pipe and a cummerbund
In the dead of night on the autobahn
With the long ago on the radio
And the dreaming moon

We were young and in love
In a burning town but the fire went out
I'm alone again now and I finally know
How cool to be cold with the dreaming moon

I'll begin again with another new name
And a whole new life, full of fortune and fame
But in the 100th year, I'll be right back here
With the dreaming moon