The wind is warm
And melts upon my face just like
The perfect breath you breathe
The sun escapes
And slides like ice into this veil of night
The shadow of the light
And I shall ride this river made of stars
'Til I have reached the steaming shore where you are
The gravel moans
Beneath my feet and I can hear you
Call to me in sleep
I drape the dark
Upon the glaring day and feel your skin
Upon me as we lay
And I shall ride this river made of stars
'Til i have reached the steaming shore where you are
To touch you in the dark
To touch you in the dark
To kiss you in the dark
To kiss you...