Of indian lore

Catch me a dream of love

Forever more

Dream us away

To where the spring waters flow

From the mouthes of caves

With a crystal glow

Where the air blows clean

With a scent of pine

And storm clouds are conquered

By the suns mystic shine

Where nature is free

And sings a gleeful tune

The nights are romantic

Under a lovers moon

Where the trees of evergreen

Sway in the breeze

Dreamcatcher dream us there