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 dieing hand

If i gave my self to you



Would you bathe me with me in the stream of life

When the moon is full would you bathe with me



Will you still love me when i'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 dieing hand

If i gave my self to you



Would you lay with me in a field of stone

If my needs were strong would you lay with me