I stand on a distant shore 

The turning tide

Breathes all the mystery of you



O my dream

Are lost with the autumn leaves

That turn to gold

And fall in the memory of you



Mists of avalon cover my heart 

Carry my voice on the wind

Over the waters that keep us apart 

I will remember you still

I will remember you still



O my heart 

Returns to the sweetest morn 

That was the springtime 

For the loving of you



O my life 

I weep for the drifting years

And for my souls

That longs for the comfort of you...



Mists of avalon cover my heart

Carry my voice on the wind

Over the water that keep us apart

I will remember you still

I will remember you still



I will remember you still....