The Lorelei (Jones Jack)

Sometimes I hear the Lorelei Ever so near, the Lorelei At night she'll hum to me, and whisper come to me From her place among the shadows. Who can she be, the Lorelei Why is it me who hears her sigh Oh, if that sigh became a face, a shape, a name, A lover, I would love her till I die, the Lorelei. I would love her till I die, the Lorelei Must you go away, Lorelei Come and stay, Lorelei.