This love is stronger than the stallion whom Vortigern employed This love is older than the ancient kings who ruled the yawning void I'll face the madding crowd; I'll shake my antlers proudly I'll sing your morning song; I have been waiting far too long This love is broader than the sceptered island stretching sea to sea This love is everything we've ever known; this love is you and me I'll fan your Beltaine fire; this love is deeper, wider Higher than the highest mountain; I have become a roaring flame Well, I've seen her in the summer in her purple gown She can ride side-saddle, she can shoot you down She's been to Heaven and to Hades on her silver wheel This ain't no glamour, by the hammer I can tell she's real She's got that sweet Dutch magic in her fingertips Driven by the rhythm with the honey deep in her hips This love is wilder than an untamed horse upon the slopes of Spain This love is brighter than the morning star; this love can have no name This love's a waxing moon; Allfather smiles upon our union And all the while, our love can only smile Well I've seen her on the mountain by the water's edge She wouldn't sign no paper, wouldn't make no pledge She brought Sweet Jake Justice to his bended knee She crossed the wine-dark waters of the hidden sea I got to praise Allfather for the way she walk I'm yawning in the morning and that ain't only tom-cat talk