The night before the day we meet I make my walk on sacred ground I turn my eyes up to most soulful sky And in evening soil my heels sink down I hear people laughing together down the way And as their glasses tinkle in their play I'm in between the moon and tomorrows light And I cannot know how close you are. The beast and baby have to meet Until they do, they cry, they cry alone The moon must line up with the sun And burn the path that lights us home I've seen your face a thousand times And I've heard your voice in everything And but I've always known That love would be a simple song that I would sing And as I wait I sing this song to you And to a hollow moon like a golden ring And to a tree that stands solo in an opening The night before the day we meet. And the beast and baby have to meet Until they do they cry, and they cry alone And the moon must line up with the sun And burn the path that lights us home I've seen your face a thousand times And I heard your voice in everything And I've always known that love would be The simple song that I would sing The night before the day you come I hear signals and messages from anyone And I want to bring my head down and kiss someone I have all my human senses... now, can I calm my senses? Can I calm my freedom? Can I calm my sense of freedom?