You were gradually walking, passing me by
When I laid my hand in the shadow crossing your eye
You turned and you turned in a circle, you turned upside-down
And all of those dreams, they spilled out of your head to the ground
‘Cause I would give
The blood from my lips
The skin off my back
The wind in my head
To get you over here
I am breathing the dreams that shake from your head
And I speak to you when we’re sleeping under the stairs
I’d walk for a mile like a camel under the sun
And I’d carry my heart like a mountain out on the run
‘Cause I would give
The blood from my lips
The skin off my back
The wind in my head
To get you over here
