I carry your heart with me; I carry it in my heart
I am never without it; anywhere I go you go, my dear;
And whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling;

I fear no fate; for you are my fate, my sweet;
I want no world; for beautiful, you are my world;
And you are whatever a moon has always meant;
And whatever a sun will always sing is you;

Here is the deepest secret nobody knows,
Here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;
Which grows higher than soul can hope or mind can hide

And this is the wonder that’s keeping the stars apart
I carry your heart; I carry it in my heart.