| Standing watching a pale blue moon, | |
| Rising slowly in the winter sky, | |
| Waiting, hoping she'll be home soon, | |
| And i won't ask her where or why. | |
| As the evening shadows fall, | |
| Madelaine, madelaine | |
| I can hear the night wind call, | |
| Call her name, madelaine. | |
| Turning slowly i hear her call, | |
| Echo softly through the silver pines, | |
| Walking home the first snowflake falls, | |
| Still, she's always on my mind. | |
| As the evening shadows fall, | |
| Madelaine, madelaine | |
| I can hear the night wind call, | |
| Call her name, madelaine. |
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