Fill my soul with the pleasures of old
When time was no more than a breaking dawn or setting sun
Fill my soul with the stories that were told
By the fire at the heart of the family home that we've outgrown

Take my hand and show me a land
Free from the touch of the one who claims and tries to tame
Take my hand, help me to understand
Why I feel this way the more I live from day to day

Here at night by candlelight you shine on me
Resting calmly by my side, you shine on me
Giving kindly, gently guiding, shine on me
What you are I cannot see, but shine on me