You're nearer
Than my head is to my pillow,
Nearer than the wind is to the willow.
Dearer than the rain is
To the earth below,
Precious as the sun to
The things that grow.
You're nearer than the ivy to the wall is,
Nearer than the Winter to the Fall is,
Leave me
But when you're away
You'll know you're nearer
For I love you so.