Bright Eyes - Elaine Paige

Is it a kind of dream

Floating out on the tide

Following the river of death downstream?

Or 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 shadow

Reaching into the night

Wandering over the hills unseen

Or 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