(copyright Nazareth Tiflis Tunesinc.-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.