would you lay with me in a field of stone if my needs were strong would youlay with me should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear in the midnighthour if my lips were dry would you go away to another land walk a thousandmiles through the burning sand wipe the blood away from my dying hand if I givemyself to you will you bathe with me in the stream of life when the moon is fullwill you bathe with me will you still love me when I'm down and out in my timeof trial will you stand by me would you go away to another land walk a thousandmiles through the burning sand wipe the blood away from my dying hand if I givemyself to you would you lay with me in a field of stone if my lips grow dry wouldyou wet them dear would you bathe with me in the stream of life will you stilllove me when I'm down and out would you lay with me in a field of stone when themoon is full will you lay with me