On the floating shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile,
'Til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle:
And you sang, "Sail to me, sail to me,
Let me enfold you;
Here I am, here I am,
Waiting to hold you."
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you hare when I was fox?
Now my foolish boat is leaning,
Broken lovelorn on your rocks:
For you sing, "Touch me not, touch me not,
come back tomorrow:
O my heart, O my heart
Shies from the sorrow!"
I am puzzled as the newborn child
I 'm as riddled as the tide:
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, "Swim to me, swim to me,
Let me enfold you;
Here I am, here I am,
Waiting to hold you."