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  Though 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