Tim Buckley - If The Rain Comes lyrics

In dreams of desert winds You'll come to me And give to me your wild and seething sands And round crystal stairs of mansions fine We'll dance away our loving minds Oh but if the rain comes, oh we'll turn to lies And while you smile to me I'll try to find a perfect rhyme to tell my love so knowingly And while beggars beg for silver things I'll steal for you golden wings Oh but if the rain comes, oh we'll turn to lies But please stay until the rain And take my love, please give me love I need you to keep me warm And with so many dreams ahead of us Such lovely dreams, bless our bed Oh but if the rain comes, oh we'll turn to lies In dreams of desert winds You'll come to me And give to me your wild and seething sands And round crystal stairs of mansions fine We'll dance away our loving minds Oh but if the rain comes, oh we'll turn to lies