Caceres 

		Lyrics by Bob LaBaume

	Perhaps you've dreamed of a place far away,
	Where Fiesta nights are all warm and gay,
	In the Tropical Moonlight, she looks like a dream,
	And you are entranced, by her beauty it seems,

	Then I call to her, Caceres you are mine,
	Her soft voice and words were like a fine wine,
	"I can not be, what you want me to be"
	"I am only a wisp in the gloom". 

        I hear a faint and lilting Melody,
	Each Night it keeps calling to me,
	Tropical Moonlight floods my room,
	It is then that I find her, a wisp in the gloom,

	Caceres, Caceres, you're not what you seem,
	When I reach for you, you're only a dream,
	But I'll keep loving her, the whole night through,
	And then with the Dawn, she was gone.