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 if my lips were 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 my love 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 when I a'm down and out
In my time of trials will 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 hand if I give my love to you
Will you bathe with me in the stream of life
When the moon is full will you bathe with me