Aye my love, come dance with me - flipside B

Aye my love, come dance with me

Barefoot on the earth,
you danced upon the weir.
Laughed at my concern
and kissed away my fears.

Aye, my love, come dance with me;
match your step with mine.
Your hand on my shoulder
and your breath upon my face
Guide me to our only home.
What could make us part?

Water passing by
made music for your dance,
patterned your light
step across the narrow dam.

Aye, my love, come dance with me;
match your step with mine.
Your hand on my shoulder
and your breath upon my face
Guide me to our only home.
What could make us part?

Bells ring in your laugh,
beguiled with joyous sound
echoed by the stream
as water carried you down.

Lunging for your hand,
but grasping only air.
Paid my soul that day,
Cursed God in my despair.

Aye, my love, come dance with me;
match your step with mine.
Your hand on my shoulder
and your breath upon my face
Guide me to our only home.
What could make us part?

1990

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