I could bleed, bleed, bleed for days 
but my heart would still beat for you dear 
Yet we carry on 
like a storm 
like we've no idea where we're coming from 
But the rain will subside by the morning 

I could drag my legs across the desert 
but my lips would still thirst for you dear 
Yet I feel your gaze like a furnace 
Though it burns, I go on; I keep crawling 

And the moon will rise in the evening 
and I'll fall to sleep beneath your tree, 
and the wind will howl through your leaves 
and serenade me

You don't own me 
but I'll take your lead down a gnarly thicket in the trees
And we're soon lost, and we're terrified
but I'll always find my way to your eyes 

And the moon will rise in the evening 
and I'll fall to sleep beneath your tree 
and the wind will howl through your leaves 
and serenade me