[Verse 1]
Abigail, you will sail the North Atlantic
On a merchant ship to Paris
Oh, how I've longed for your caress
[Verse 2]
The four years since I've last seen home
I've been here shaking hands, securing loans
I need you here in this house of limestone
This house of limestone
[Chorus]
Countries fight and countries fail
But not our love, Abigail
History paints but history pales
To our love, Abigail
[Verse 3]
I save each letter that you send
As a way to teach all of the men
The breadth and beauty of your pen
[Verse 4]
And your poses from Stuart back to Blythe
Make the roses that are the measure of my life
And I save each letter from my wife
[Chorus]