Silvery Sleep - Walter Egan, Christine McVie

Who can say what moves my hand?

Who can see the things I’ve planned?

All is not as it should be

Dealing with reality

And it comes when nighttime falls

Like a voice the darkness calls

Sometimes I feel I lose my place

When pressure blinds me like a storm

And I’m resigning from this race

I need the night to keep me warm

In darkness, forever deep

Forever deep in silvery sleep

Once upon a time a king

Full of promise, full of spring

Fool at heart and fooled by pride

Foolishly he let love die

So the king and kingdom falls

Like a voice the darkness calls

Can you say what moves my hand?

Can you see the things I’ve planned?

All is not the way it seems

Time has taken all my dreams

Like a friend the curtain falls

Like a voice the darkness calls