Nervous Sky Shining

How many dreams are made of days like these
The midnight summer's breeze feels wonderful
You point out Venus in it's rising
In a nervous sky shining, overground

Looking like a princess walking down to the ball
I, the jester, at your calling, all for you
Or like a mermaid out at sea the sailor's watching
From the shadows, silent, saying, I love you the best

Moonlight dance off water black
and waltz upon the surface glass
and lightly hum a sweetly tune
beneath the warmth of the summer moon

Running through the dewey grass
and see ahead the shores of past
and loudy sing with the rolling tides
and dance on sands with hearts sublime
How many dreams are made of days like these
The midnight summer's breeze feels wonderful
You point out to me Venus in it's rising
In a nervous sky, shining