Cool Whispers drift from the north on the night.
Yet you warm my heart for we hold the light.
The land must fade from green into white.
Hush my heart this love is a fire.
This love will burn like a fire.
Close your eyes and dream what I see,
peace for a moment the future unclear.
Hand by hand as we stand on the wire,
the ending so near the start close behind.
Light bends through trees, leaves spiral and wind.
We're far from here and frozen in time.