Yes, I will be your priest and build a Holy fane
In untrodden regions of my heart unclaimed
And in the very midst of this quietness
Imaginary sanctuary will I dress

When moonlight sleeps on the frosted hill
I see your love come dance in the misty vale
At your gentle pass I go remembering
About the fragrant woods, of every vanished spring

Let me be your choir, let me be your own
And you, the heart's desire, fill my heart alone
I search the dreamy night
In faithfulness I stop to rest
And light the light

My love says "Rise, my love
And come away,
Your home is in the moonlight
Mine's in another day"
So I launch out on the tide
Across the unknown sea
My love calls to me
Calls to me
Calls to me
Calls to me
I follow