I heard love can fall so hard, it can bury a kingdom

I heard it makes the spring appear out of season

It's a storm in a shadowbox, a force to be reckoned with,

When it finds you, and find you it will.



And I'd not believe it til I loved, I Love,

The rivers sing and stars awaken above me

And the wind and the moon in fits of restless conspiring

Turn night to heaven for you.



But I am going to a far, far land

I know it sure as I've a past and future,

With my maps on the table, you see, I have lost many things

So many I won't turn back,



And were I a deadwood ship, my heart a compass

I would leave with inanimate grace, no love could touch me

But I live and I know that I'll burn as I grow

Though it may break my heart to walk away,



And so as a moon may adore you and remain, high moon,

The wind may crown your head with leaves, and keep blowing

So I'll stop and I'll watch you, for I Love, I Love,

And then be on my way,

And then be on my way. . .