I've seen the trick performed, but not on one so rare She's finery in motion with ease and savoir faire But when that name is mentioned and when her guard is down The gaze will drop so sharply, her heart begins to pound And in a fleeting moment The watchful eye discerns The Lady vanishes - the child returns Her conversation dances, her jewels and trinkets gleam She walks in grace and laughter as one who treads a dream What ghost or broken remnant is it that clouds her face And puts a frightened stranger there helpless in her place And in a fleeting moment A torch that always burns The Lady vanishes - the child returns There is a strange expression that rises and is gone Deep fear comes into her eyes like clouds across the sun Mysterious disappearance, unclear from where we stand I look for smoke and mirrors, I watch for sleight of hand She takes a breath and settles Laughs quickly and denies Before my words are ready Before my very eyes And in a fleeting moment The watchful eye discerns The Lady vanishes - the child returns And in a fleeting moment Her face still dreams and yearns The Lady vanishes - the child returns