A certain kind of twilight echoes in your sleep
Turning into velvet she pushes in so deep
A sorrow you call sadness close upon your day
Darker than this dreaming, an ancient passion play
Christabel is waiting she never seems to cry
Falls into a circle against an Eastern sky
She turns towards another and then she turns away
Christabel is sleeping she doesnt want to play
In a silent garden shadows fall like rain
Draws me even closer, caresses me with pain
The bitter angels kisses cold upon your heart
Christabel is falling she always she always...
Christabel is waiting she never seems to cry
Falls into a circle against an Eastern sky
She turns towards another and then she turns away
Christabel is sleeping she doesnt want to play