Album: Bright Fire
I carry you across the violent seas
Against the waters holding onto me Oh you won’t break you won’t fall in my arms
And I know our days will turn to love
I’ll ask for the skies don’t let a storm
But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles in the night
I’ll find the raging fire inside our souls
When the morning falls we’ll become one
Withering child, won’t you wake for the morning star
And wear this golden crown
I have made from the sorrow
I’ll ask for the skies don’t let a storm
But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles in the night
Oh, one day we’ll grow, and all the stars will warm
All of the love we grow
Oooh
I’ll ask for the sky don’t let a storm
But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles
I’ll ask for the skies don’t a let a storm
But down to the ground where we lay
All our troubles
In the night.
Oooohh, ooohh, ooohh, ooohhh