You came to me at dusk, my lord,

Out of the glimmering shadows of the trees.

The light of newborn moon was in your face,

The light of dying sun in mine.

Any could tell you were not of this earth, not to be mine.

Any could tell you would disappear forevermore.

Your face was like the starry sky.

I had only cloudy blue.

Your eyes were like a leaping deer.

I had only a frightened hare.

Any could tell you were not of this world, not to be mine.

Any could tell I would end up alone.

The stars rose in the sky, my lord,

As I fell to your heart.

But one glance from your eyes,

And I was lost forever.

Any could tell you were not of this land, not to be mine.

Any could tell I could never hold on.

The stars cycled in the heavens above,

And I froze like a startled doe

When your hand touched mine,

When your eyes met mine.

Any could tell you were not of this place, not to be mine.

Any could tell I could never follow you.

And so I've waited a thousand years since that dawn, my lord,

Waited for you to return.

I will wait until the flesh falls from my bones.

I will wait longer.

Any could tell you were not of this plane, not to be mine.

Any could tell I could never live again.