When the blazing sun has turned to mud
And the moon lies dead in a pool of blood
Ever after, ever before
I love thy heart evermore.
No king nor queen nor prince, nor poet
Has loved like this and never known it.
Alone we stood high on a mountaintop
There on the mountain where time did stop.

For never in the history of man in the making
Has a heart ever been so close to breaking;
O’er the fallen leaves sprinkled lightly with dew
I gaze out o’er the valley with you;

To the east a great glow, through the now falling rain
The fiery star rises again.
With you on my right, and nothing on my left
We now decide that it’s time we left
For the place where the wind stops.