The world has grown too big, br The firmament too wide: br I could lose you in a moment br Like a leaf borne on the tide, br br Like a swallow on a cloudy day, br Like a feather in the storm, br Like a flame that's fading in the grate br Though I'm longing to be warm. br br Leaf, come drifting back to me br Like some miracle of fate; br Swallow, turn and fly my way - br By autumn, it's too late; br br Feather, blow against my face - br I'll feel your touch at night; br Flame, rekindle in my hearth - br There is no other light.