In the Night, in the Day
When the Storm has left the rain
and my loving you is deep,
You will lay by my side
in a Room too light to hide
any monsters from waking our sleep.
And the sun, she will rise!
and banish high tides
'til the moon again walks her shores.
And when spring bluebirds sing
with me in morn' again,
Ne'er am I anything but yours.