The sun reached out its tentacle,
It
explored down all my years,
It warmed my heart last winter,
It
dried up all my tears.
It wandered down my heartaches,
It
kissed this heart of mine,
It touched my soul at morning,
And
taught me how to shine.
And when the winter's cold
hoar
Reaches out for you and me,
And we are guided
onwards,
It'll teach us how to see.
I'll see your
face, my darling,
When age has scribbled deep,
The sun will
shine upon you
As your life fades into sleep.
And we
will go together,
Two souls entwined as one,
Two shadows
guided onwards
By the Spirit of the Sun