Shy one, shy one
Shy one of my heart
She moves in the firelight
Pensively apart
She carries in the dishes
And lays them in a row
To an isle in the water
With her would I go
She carries in the candles
And lights the curtained room
Shy in the doorway
And shy in the gloom;
And shy as a rabbit
Helpful and shy
To an isle in the water
With her I would fly