The Lover’s Turn

The sun is shining high and clear,
In the east and far from here,
The sun is shining high and clear–
Love me, love me, won’t you dear?

The moon is shining, cool and bright,
Westward far and cloaked in night,
The moon is shining, cool and bright–
I will, I will, till morning’s light.

And every sunset shall we meet,
When I in passing pause to greet,
And every sunrise meet again–
Will you, in dying, love me then?

I’ll love you clear across the sky,
And yes, I’ll love you when I die,
And since my light you happ’ly give,
I’ll love you all the time I live.

I’ll love you too, from rise to set,
From when we meet to when we’ve met,
And while this place is yours to see,
I trust you’ll hold the light for me?

Each night I rise and each day die,
As you are born unto the sky,
I’ll hold the light until once more
You rise to keep the hour’s score.

The sun is shining, high and clear,
In the east and far from here,
The sun is shining, high and clear–
Love me, love me, won’t you dear?

The moon is shining, cool and bright,
Westward far and cloaked in night,
The moon is shining, cool and bright–
I will, I will, till morning’s light.