The Vanishing Girl - 3-11 Porter

Out of the blue she came to me in the calm of the night

So tender and sweet

I was walking wounded

And she was looking for some company

Her voice was such a melody, the sweet sound of love bells,

Ringing in the air,

Whispering please come with me

She was the vanishing girl

Sliding in and out of this world

If dreams come true, she comes to you

The mysterious vanishing girl,

The moon remembers you

As we walked by the river under the curious moon

I lit a cigarette and I asked here

Haven’t I seen you before?

She laughed with the sweetest laugh I ever heard

Suddenly she appeared in black and white

She was dancing with the moonbeams

And the stars was her silent crowd

Asking for more

She was the vanishing girl

Sliding in and out of this world

If dreams come true, she comes to you

The mysterious vanishing girl,

The moon remembers you

Out of the blue she came to me in the calm of the night

So tender and sweet

She was the vanishing girl

Sliding in and out of this world

If dreams come true, she comes to you

The mysterious vanishing girl,

The moon remembers you

The moon is there for you.