You - Terry Pratchett, Steeleye Span

Ever since we danced in the dark parade

Something old was born anew

In spite of all the good things

Your good God has made

Everything I touch turns into you

Everything I touch turns into you

Ever since my eyes perceived your face

There was little doubt that I could do

Anything to save my fall from grace

Now everything I see turns into you

Everything I see turns into you

And ever since my ears received your cold clear voice

Singing silver lines so soft and true

My destiny was written, I had no choice

Now everything I hear turns into you

Everything I hear turns into you

Each snowflake that falls

Achieves your subtle form

The howling wind calls

Your name in the storm

The frost in the ground

That turns into dew

Each sight and each sound

Turns into you

A statue of your likeness

Floats through my dream

Carved in ice and glacial blue

You’re in my heart forever

Or so it seems

Now everything I dream turns into you

Everything I touch turns into you

Everything I am turns into you