©1984 by Steve Macdonald and Rick Cartledge

Started out a deep feeling, far away in my mind
Clouds formed, the sensation grew.
The fog rolled in and parted
There she stood and called to my dream


When you’re looking for love, the ultimate Love;
The only Love you should find
Premonitions come to your mind-
Premonitions come to your mind. . .

With a wave she beckoned to follow
Then she faded into the fog
Only to return every night
And with darkness she drew ever closer



From out of time long forgotten
We found each other one night
Everything froze, save love long lost
I found what I was meant to find


This is the story of a young man who dreams of the woman he’ll bond with. Then he meets her; and happiness ensues.