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...