Think of me when the rolling slopes are clad in green
Beside some pleasant stream
And frost etches patterns like clearest glass
Silver cobwebs on the grass
Think of me in the sweet-watered, sparkling well
A reflection you know well

And I will be
With the morning when you rise
And I will be
Constantly

Think of us on a lonely hill at night
Wild swift in flight
Think of me in the rich, earthy morning dew
(Tranced?) by the endless blue
Think of me when you're bound indoors by rain
The sun has passed again

And I will be
With the morning when you rise
And I will be
Constantly

Think of me in the great woods we love the best
On the old bench to rest
Think of me when all nature's beauty is here
Where you are I'll be near
Think of us on some clifftop, high above the sea
That breath of wind is me

And I will be
With the morning when you rise
And I will be
Constantly