Would you lay with my, 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 hands
If I gave my love to you?
Would you bathe with me, in the stream of life
When the moon was full, would you bathe with me?
Would you love my when I am down and out
In my hour of trial, would you stand by me?
Would you go away, to another land
Walk a thousand miles, through the burning sand
Wipe the blood away, from my dying hands
If I gave my love to you?
Would you lay with me, in a field of stone
If my needs were strong, would you lay with me?
Would you lay with me?
Would you lay with me?
Would you lay with me?

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