I could bleed, bleed, bleed for days but my heart would still beat for you dear Yet we carry on like a storm like we've no idea where we're coming from But the rain will subside by the morning
I could drag my legs across the desert but my lips would still thirst for you dear Yet I feel your gaze like a furnace Though it burns, I go on; I keep crawling
And the moon will rise in the evening and I'll fall to sleep beneath your tree, and the wind will howl through your leaves and serenade me
You don't own me but I'll take your lead down a gnarly thicket in the trees And we're soon lost, and we're terrified but I'll always find my way to your eyes
And the moon will rise in the evening and I'll fall to sleep beneath your tree and the wind will howl through your leaves and serenade me