作词 : Columba Powell
 作曲 : Mark Ives/Clive Ives
Your beauty sparks magic in the dark
You turn to man the man who turned to stone
Your beauty unaimed hits the mark
You light the fire that fire desires
You dance the stillness that moves the movement
And you open the eyes which never see
You forgive the theft who stole from himself
And you heal the wounds that never bleed
You are the moment which cannot be caught
You are so fragile you cannot be broken
You are the lesson which cannot be taught
You keep the words which cannot be spoken
You are the seeking that cannot be sort
And outside your garden I cry open
You are the seeking that cannot be sort
And outside your garden I cry open, open