Dance by the light of the moon
Casting shadows across the room
Somewhere slow, soft and low
Played by the minstrels in the night
Feline as the first quite vain
First quite vain
Cats on the morning
Your heart vain
Under a spell
The dark ones fell
Drawn to the window leave
A sparrow takes his flight
Go now, broken sparrow
Fly beyond the trees
Like archered arrows flown
Through a summer breeze
Playing in a meadow
Through a summer breeze
Grace be to God, my lonesome heart
My lonesome heart
Search for reasons taught on high
Taught on high
Far from here
Just away from fear
Drawn to the lands that you long to call
Sing for me, my muse in flight, my muse in flight
Sing for me, won't you, if you may or if you might
Just for me
Can't you see
In my heart you know
That you will find a home
Go now, broken sparrow
Fly beyond the trees
Like archered arrows flown
Through a summer breeze
Playing in a meadow
Through a summer breeze