Fisherman's Song
In a pine forest cooler than the rest of the islandLives a young fisherman with eyes like the seaHe built his own boat and made his own cabinbut he's broken the hearts of the likes like me
Now you must understand he made me a promisethere were secrets we shared we planted a treeWe lived in a cabin, I fished along side of himI fell under the spell of his sorcery
When he cast me adrift at the end of the summerIt was not for another but his own privacyI fell apart like a rose, but the scent of my longingRemains and it weeps like an old willow tree
At night when it's still, with a yellow moon risingWhen his candle is snuffed and he's deep in a dreamI move like a cat, and crawl into his windowAnd lie down beside him in a golden moonbeam
The smell of his skin is just like the summerWhen our love was as fresh as the grass in the fieldsAnd ever so softly I kiss his eyelidsBefore slipping away, my secret concealed
Though I'm in it alone, I'm still in it, In loveAnd love can be lonely like a sweet melodyBut just maybe he feels like a whisper inside himLike an angel beside him, keeping him company