Steal me away Steal Steal me away From where I stand Although I'm kneeling down On the ground The owl hoots The moon beats through A doubt awakes A voice dares to ask "Will you follow If you love him you will follow Will you follow If you love him you will follow If you love him will you follow Him even to His forest of glass" Robbing the muse Is that Is that what I've done They turn and laugh "That you cannot do We are the robin's muse And we will sing for you Lift up your head Lift up your heart Lift up your head Lift up your heart" In his forest of glass