I was driving west Through the Bighorn Mountains The hills were heavy with new-fallen snow And the sun-bright hills Were dappled like a pony I was driving hard, I had miles to go And a magpie flew Across the mountain highway It flashed and tumbled Through the golden trees And I thought of you And my heart was lifted And floated with that magpie, on the morning breeze For where I go You go with me Thought the miles keep us apart Your kiss is on my lips and your face before me And your gentle hand, always on my heart We are brief as a summer lightning We are swift as swallow's flight We are sparks that spiral upward in the darkness in the night We are frost upon a window We won't pass this way again In the end only love remains Tonight the harvest moon Hangs across the valley I see the hills shine in its silvery light It's the same old moon That shines upon you It'll light my way until I'm by your side Well, who scattered these diamonds Through the vault of heaven? Who drew the curve of the magpie's wing? Who shaped your face? What made you love me? Where is the spark of every living thing? Well, I guess I don't know Don't care either I know you love me How could I not see? And I am yours, now and forever Œtil my lips fall silent and my eyes can't see We are brief as a summer lightning We are swift as swallow's flight We are sparks that spiral upward in the darkness in the night We are frost upon a window We won't pass this way again In the end , dear, only love remains