If you were to be delivered
I would then receive you
Of all you might encounter
If you were to be delivered
If you were to be a window
in a cold and northern city
And there was a beam of sunlight
cast upon your face
I would then receive you
Of all you might encounter
If you were to be delivered
I would then receive you
And if you were to be a soldier
in a strange and southern outpost
And there was a beam of moonlight
cast upon your face
I would then receive you
Of all you might encounter
If you were to be delivered
I would then receive you
If you were to be delivered
I would then receive you
Of all you might encounter
If you were to be delivered