Would you lay with me in a field of stone?
If my needs were strong, would you lay with me?
Should my lips go dry, would you wet them, dear
In the midnight hour if my lips go dry?

Would you run away to another land
Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand
And wipe the blood away from my dying hand
If I give myself to you?

Will you lay with me in the stream of life?
When the moon is full, will you lay 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
And wipe the blood away from my dying hand
If I give myself to you?

Would you lay with me in a field of stone?
If my needs were strong, would you lay with me?