As I lay in the early sun

As I lay in the early sun,

Stretched in the grass, I thought upon

My true love, my dear love,

Who has my heart forever

Who is my happiness when we meet,

My sorrow when we sever.

She is all fire when I do burn,

Gentle when I moody turn,

Brave when I am sad and heavy

And all laughter when I am merry.

And so I lay and dreamed and dreamed,

And so the day wheeled on,

While all the birds with thoughts like mine

Were singing to the sun.