In the coolness of the morning
   sparing moments here in magical tide
   I would meet you without question
   to share a starry gaze a look through the sky
   from the start
   there was this kind of glow
   the start when it’s right
   you’ll know,
   fascinating love’s a secret
   an ancient riddle with no reason or rhyme
   unpredictable the muses they play
   never knowing whether teaisng or shy.