
时间:1997-07-08
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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
Should my lips grow dry
Would you go away to another land
Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand
Wipe the blood away from my dying hand
If I give myself to you
Will you bathe with me
In the stream of life
When the moon is full
Will you bathe with me
Will you love me now
When I'm down and out
In my time of trial
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 dying hand
It might give myself to you
Now would you lay with me
In a field of stone
If my needs were strong
Would you lay with me