I call her Clair De Lune   She walks by moonlight, my Clair De Lune   And when the moon's bright, I'll see her on some sandy beach   Or on a hill top, smiling just out of my reach   I reach for, Clair De Lune   As one obsessed, might reach for the moon   As one possesed, might see something others don't see   I see her face, and I hear a strange melody   uh, uh, u-uh, uh   Strange and sweet, is the haunting theme   uh, uh, u-uh, uh   How strange and sweet, this dream   She's waiting, Clair De Lune   There, where the moon light, falls on the dune   I run to meet her, but like all dreams my ends too soon   For just as I aproach my Clair De Lune   She fades and vanishes just like the moon   And I am left, with but the lovely tune