To an Isle in the Water
Shy one, Shy one,Shy one of my heart,She moves in the firelightPensively apart.
She carries in the dishes,And lays them in a row.To an isle in the waterWith her would I go.
She carries in the candles,And lights the curtained room,Shy in the doorwayAnd shy in the gloom
And shy as a rabbit,Helpful and shy.To an isle in the waterWith her would I fly.