Let’s sail through the night on a moonstruck barge,
Taste dawn on the deck as the stars submerge,
Embrace in the lap of a sunlit gorge…
And you’ll love me then,
As you loved me once.
Let’s climb to the top of a snow-blown peak,
Sift pearls from the shale of an ice-blue lake,
Entwine with the limbs of a mountain oak…
You would love me then,
As you loved me once.
We’ll shake up the dust on the Pilgrims' Way,
Sow sand-soft steps on the shores of the sea,
Tread poppy fields to where they graze the sky...
Will you love me then,
As you loved me once?
Oh come, sit with me by the dying flames,
And let’s speak again of the former times,
Of wistful promises and half-grasped dreams -
For you loved me then,
Yes, you loved me then…
