Melody and melancholy
Both pass through me slow.
Enter here with love, my dear,
And my love you will know,
My love you will know,
My love you will know.

Bring it back unto me soft,
But graspable, and firm,
Bring your love back home, my dear,
And my love will you learn,
My love you will learn,
My love you will learn.

Melancholy leaves me,
But this melody still knows
Though stars will see us separate,
In love we still might grow,
Love we still might grow,
In love we still might grow.