Boy With A Moon And Star On His Head

    A gardener’s daughter stopped me
    On my way, on the day I was to wed,
    ‘It is you who I wish to share my body with,’
    She said. ‘We’ll find a dry place under the sky,
    With a flower for a bed, and for my joy
    I will give you a boy, with a moon and star
    On his head.’

    Her silver hair flowed in the air
    Laying waves across the sun
    Her hands were like the white sands,
    And her eyes had diamonds on
    We left the road and headed up
    To the top of the Whisper Wood
    And we walked ‘till we came to where
    The holy magnolia stood
    And there we laid cool in the shade,
    Singing songs and making love …
    With the naked earth beneath us – And the universe above

    The time was late my wedding wouldn’t wait
    I was sad but I had to go, so while she was asleep
    I kissed her cheek for cheerio
    The wedding took place and people came
    From many miles around
    There was plenty merriment,
    Cider and wine abound
    But out of all that I recall
    I remembered the girl I met
    ‘Cause she had given me something
    That my heart could not forget

    A year had passed and everything was just
    as it was a year before…
    Just as if was a year before,
    Until the gift that someone left, a basket by my door
    And in there lay the fairest little baby
    Crying to be fed; I got down on my knees
    And kissed the moon and star on his head

    As years went by the boy grew high
    And the village looked on in awe
    They’d never seen anything like
    The boy with the moon and star before
    And people would ride from far and wide
    just to seek the word he spread
    ‘I’ll tell you everything I’ve learned,’
    And ‘Love’, is all he said.