well, it's a long way out to reach the sea
but I'm sure I'll find you waiting there for me
and by the time I blink, I'll see your wild arms swinging
just to meet me in the middle of the road
and you'll hold me like you'll never let me go
and beside the salty water, I could hold you close,
but you are far too beautiful to love me
it's a long climb up the dusty mountain
to build a turret tall enough to keep you out
but when you wage your wars against the one who adores you,
then you'll never know the treasure that you're worth
but I've never been a wealthy one before
I've got holes in my pockets burned by liars' gold,
and I think I'm far too poor for you to want me
it's been a long road, losing all I've owned
and you don't know what you've got until you're gone
and it's a nasty habit, spending all you have, but
when you're doing all the leaving, then it's never your love lost
and if you leave before the start, then there was never love at all
and heaven knows I'm prone to leave the only God I should have loved,
and yet you're far too beautiful to leave me