Come away and sing with me, my love,
come whisper now, our song.
Come hide away, my little dove.
To hold you near I long.
Come and make your nest of peace within
these arms that would enfold.
Come, let's escape the world's crazed din,
and our own world we'll mold.
Let me count your hands and feet,
and stroke your lovely hair.
Let me feel your warm heart beat
and lay my ear right there.
Let me fall into your eyes
and rest within your arms.
Let your face be all my skies
as yours are all my charms.
Tale Told 