When the moon on a cloud cast night
Hung above the tree tops height
You sang me of some distant past
That made my heart beat strong and fast
Now I know I`m home at last
You offered me an eagle`s wing
That to the sun I might soar and sing
And if I heard the owl`s cry
Into the forest I would fly
And in its darknews find you by.
And so our love`s not a simple thing
Nor our truths unwavering
But like the moon`s pull on the tide
Our fingers touch our hearts collide
I`ll be a moonsbreath from your side.