Would you lay with me
In a field of stone?
If my needs were strong
Would you lay with me?
Should my lips grow dry?
Would you wet them, dear?
In the midnight hour
Should my lips grow dry?
Would you go away to another land?
Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand
Wipe the blood away from my dying hand
If I give myself to you
Will you bathe with me
In the stream of life?
When the moon is full
Will you bathe with me?
Will you love me now
When I'm down and out?
In my time of trial
Will you stand by me?
Would you go away to another land?
Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand
And wipe the blood away, from my dying hand
If I give myself to you
Now would you lay with me
In a field of stone?
If my needs were strong
Would you lay with me?
