Tim Buckley — Song to the Siren Take 7

Long afloat on shipless oceans I did all my best to smile 'til your singing eyes and fingers Drew me loving to your isle And you sang: "Sail to me Sail to me Let me enfold you" Here I am Here I am Waiting to hold you Did I dream you dreamed about me? Were you hare when I was fox? Now my foolish boat is leaning Broken lovelorn on your rocks For you sing: 'Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow O my heart, o my heart shies from the sorrow' I am puzzled as the oyster I am troubled as the tide: Should I stand amid the breakers? Should I lie with death my bride? Hear me sing, 'Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you: O my heart, o my heart is waiting to hold you'