| Is it a kind of a dream | |
| Floating out on the tide | |
| Following the river of death downstream | |
| Oh is it a dream | |
| There's a fog along the horizon | |
| A strange glow in the sky | |
| And nobody seems to know where you go | |
| And what does it mean | |
| Oh is it a dream | |
| Bright eyes burning like fire | |
| Bright eyes how can you close and fail | |
| How can the light that burned so brightly | |
| Suddenly burn so pale | |
| Bright eyes | |
| Is it a kind of a shadow | |
| Reaching into the night | |
| Wandering over the hills unseen | |
| Oh is it a dream | |
| There's a high wind in the trees | |
| A cold sound in the air | |
| And nobody ever knows when you go | |
| And where do you start | |
| Oh into the dark | |
| Bright eyes burning like fire | |
| Bright eyes how can you close and fail | |
| How can the light that burned so brightly | |
| Suddenly burn so pale | |
| Bright eyes | |
| Bright eyes burning like fire | |
| Bright eyes how can you close and fail | |
| How can the light that burned so brightly | |
| Suddenly burn so pale | |
| Bright eyes |