Barclay James Harvest

Oh Mother dear
What a night this has been
I awoke in the light of a vision in white
The prettiest girl that I have ever seen
Lately my love, said the lady in white
I have watched from afar, but love draws me near
Now take my hand, hold tight, Mother dear
Do you know what this could mean, Mother dear?
Was it just another dream..... in the night?
Mother dear, on that same silver night Saw a figure in black by the lady
in white