If I could catch this heady moment of bliss If I could pour it in a bottle, my dear If I could freeze a spark to touch its sweet light With no regret to pull down our eyes High as the sun High as the moon High as the afternoon I first knew you High as the sun High as the moon High as the evening you entered my dream I miss the present at the front of our thoughts I miss the treasure of a night with no cut-off I miss the breaking of the seal on our feelings With no regret to pull down our ceiling High as the sun High as the moon High as the afternoon I first knew you High as the sun High as the moon High as the evening you entered my dream