No longer time for us
To revel in what we make
Leave now Godspeed and ride
Seven long suns, I wait
Clever and bright is she
And worthy of more than I
Seven long suns will pass
I'm hers and she is mine
I carry a flaming sword
I weave the fire on the field
Where are you, where are you, my dear?
How long until you're here?
Only that I could see
Beneath distant clouds she rides
As quickly as any have dared
And truer than all I find
The winter may see her return
Should autumn bring nothing at all
Surely the spring bears good news
Where are you, where are you, now?
Where are you, where are you, now?
For seven long suns, I wait
