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 Throught The Burning Sand
Wipe The Blood Away From My Dying Hand
If I Give Myseld To You

Would You Lay With Me
In The Stream Of Life
When The Moon Is Full
Would You Bathe With Me

Will You Still Lovr Me
When I’m Down And Out
In My Time Of Trial
Would You Stand By Me

Would You Go Away To Another Land
Walk A Thousand Miles Throught The Burning Sand
Wipe The Blood Away From My Dying Hand
If I Give Myseld To You

Would You Lay With Me
In A Field Of Stone
If My Needs Were Strong
Would You Lay With Me