The Mourning After Kamelot

I just had a dream
She was by the riverside
Alone and dressed in white
Paling in the cold
Walking on the icy face
On memories of glory days
Carry on
Carry on
Meet me on the other side
Once the morning after turns to day
Carry on
Carry on
Keep on to the other side
The morning after slowly fades
How could I have known
Just the thought is simply wild
In her womb a little child
I am left to roam
On the surface of a dream
In a world that can't be seen
Carry on
Carry on
Just you carry on
Till the morning is over
Carry on
Carry on
Just you carry on
Till the morning after leaves