Look back with longing eyes and know that I will follow, 
Lift me up in your love as a light wind lifts a swallow, 
Let our flight be far in sun or windy rain-- 
But what if I heard my first love calling me again?

Hold me on your heart as the brave sea holds the foam, 
Take me far away to the hills that hide your home; 
Peace shall thatch the roof and love shall latch the door--

But what if I heard my first love calling me once more?