(copyright nazareth, tiflis tunes,inc-ascap)

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