This is a story founded in love & quantam physics (when you see me, ask me what I mean & I might be able to be a little clearer as to the origins of this song).

Lyrics

When he was a young boy living days without a care
He met a young bonny lass with long golden hair
To her smile and her laughter, he gave his heart away
A lightness of being they shared and a love, days upon days

Through winter and summer, through fall and through their spring
Through all of this first love came thoughts of golden rings
And glimpses together of all that kindness brings
Their hearts twined together like angels learning to spread their young wings

Well their life is a circle of love that never ends
Their love is a circle, no beginning nor an end
In their hearts are the dreams that will help to mark the way
In their path is the journey that leads them to pray

The maiden and her young man did grow and they did wed
Pledging true faith to their love and where it led
Each one to the other in the vows that they did take
To cherish and honor to—gether in the life they will and would make

First came a boy then a girl, and then two more
Each birthing like music that was sent from heaven’s door
A family beginning, each one a precious part
Of laughter, enchantment, and truest light, as it was and it was from the start

Well their life is a circle of love that never ends
Their love is a circle, no beginning nor an end
In their hearts are the dreams that will help to mark the way
In their path is the journey that leads them to pray

Sometimes in faith they did stumble, they did fall
Ere to be raised up for they always heard the call
Of the boy and the young lass—‘t would wash away their fears
A lightness of being they shared and a love, years upon years

‘Tis been such a long time since their family passed this way
And yet they are with us unto this very day
Listen in stillness, aye, listen with your heart
They sing in their whispers of joy and peace, as it was and it was from the start

Well their life is a circle of love that never ends
Their love is a circle, no beginning nor an end
In their hearts are the dreams that will help to mark the way
In their path is the journey that leads them to pray

When he was a young boy living days without a care
He met a young bonny lass with long golden hair