[ Featuring
Ian Anderson, Blackmore's Night ]
Underneath the harvest moon
Where the ancient shadows will play and hide
With a ghostly tune and the devil's pride
"Stranger" whispered all the town
Has he come to save us from Satan's hand?
Leading them away to a foreign land
Play for me, minstrel, play
And take away our sorrows
Play for me, minstrel, play
And we'll follow
Hear, listen, can you hear,
The haunting melody surrounding you,
Weaving a magic spell all around you
Danger hidden in his eyes,
We should have seen it from far away,
Wearing such a thin disguise in the light of day
He held the answer to our prayers,
Yet it was too good to be
Proof before our eyes, yet we could not see
