Today my daydreams ebbed and flowed round you
Like gentle waters lapping on the sand
Of virgin beaches in some far-off land
Of gold and green and silent misty blue.

Or on a planet bathed in warm sunshine,
A world where only angels’ feet have trod,
Through forests green I sped on wings of love
In search of you, and found, and made you mine.

This world makes me so weary I could die
And let my soul speed forth to meet your own,
And find with you an Eden for our home,
And make all things anew. Ah, shall we try?