If I could catch this heady moment of bliss
If I could pour it in a bottle, my dear
If I could freeze a spark to touch its sweet light
With no regret to pull down our eyes
High as the sun
High as the moon
High as the afternoon I first knew you
High as the sun
High as the moon
High as the evening you entered my dream
I miss the present at the front of our thoughts
I miss the treasure of a night with no cut-off
I miss the breaking of the seal on our feelings
With no regret to pull down our ceiling
High as the sun
High as the moon
High as the afternoon I first knew you
High as the sun
High as the moon
High as the evening you entered my dream
