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