Mike Oldfield

An empty chair,
Is someone sitting there?
Footsteps on the ground.
Can you hear that sound?
Like a wild goose crying
On a lonely wind.
Whispering leaves
In the branches that bend.
[ chorus 1 ]
This aint no dream, babe.
Alone in the night.
Turn on the light, this aint no dream.
This is no dream.
You didnt read this is no book.
Go take a look, this aint no dream.
A restless flame,
Someone calls your name.
Through the empty hall,
Casting shadows on the wall.
In the sound of emptiness,
Isolation.
Nowhere left to run,
Now the time has come.
[ repeat chorus 1 ]