Fill my soul with the pleasures of old When time was no more than a breaking dawn or setting sun Fill my soul with the stories that were told By the fire at the heart of the family home that we've outgrown
Take my hand and show me a land Free from the touch of the one who claims and tries to tame Take my hand, help me to understand Why I feel this way the more I live from day to day
Here at night by candlelight you shine on me Resting calmly by my side, you shine on me Giving kindly, gently guiding, shine on me What you are I cannot see, but shine on me
