I've loved your sway, since I was young,
Sweet as honey,
Those honeysuckle times,
when all felt sublime,
You'd dance around,
while we were climbing trees,
in the sunshine,
We didn't know,
there was a lighthouse lady,
Who dreamed closer to the stars,

You have many dresses to wear,
With sweet rhythms to feed,
The city with its fine wine cabarets,
has made you a fine and sweet dancer,
And those honeysuckle reveries,
are dancing upon the waves,

Lighthouse lady dancer,
We can chill in stillness,
With honeysuckle reveries,
dancing upon the waves,
We can chill in a loving stillness,

Its silly how feelings and evenings change,
yet still remain the same,
and theres a lighthouse lady,
Within the shores of our souls,
dreaming closer to the stars,
With the moonlights gold,

And its silly how the sunset seagulls,
don't seem to have any cares and chores,
dreaming closer to the stars,
for the moonlights gold
Reynaldo Casison