So far away, yet oh, so near,
are we fooling ourselves with this?
All we know is what we feel,
for when we meet, it's always bliss.

We've connected upon the spiritual highway,
we've flown all around the universe,
we've made sweet love beneath a rowan tree,
we've quenched each other's thirst.

But alas, we've never held each other's hand,
or woken side by side.
I've never had the chance to say,
"Will you be my bride?"

Oh Lord above, please grant us grace.
Together on earth, we long to be.
Until then, we'll fly above the skies,
lost in perpetual ecstasy.