The night before the day we meet  I make my walk on sacred ground  I turn my eyes up to most soulful sky  And in evening soil my heels sink down  I hear people laughing together down the way  And as their glasses tinkle in their play  I'm in between the moon and tomorrows light  And I cannot know how close you are.  The beast and baby have to meet  Until they do, they cry, they cry alone  The moon must line up with the sun  And burn the path that lights us home  I've seen your face a thousand times  And I've heard your voice in everything  And but I've always known  That love would be a simple song that I would sing  And as I wait I sing this song to you  And to a hollow moon like a golden ring  And to a tree that stands solo in an opening  The night before the day we meet.  And the beast and baby have to meet  Until they do they cry, and they cry alone  And the moon must line up with the sun  And burn the path that lights us home  I've seen your face a thousand times  And I heard your voice in everything  And I've always known that love would be  The simple song that I would sing  The night before the day you come  I hear signals and messages from anyone  And I want to bring my head down and kiss someone  I have all my human senses...now, can I calm my senses?  Can I calm my freedom ?  Can I calm my sense of freedom?