Caught by a silent need it will still you and take your sleep
It flows from the open road through the valley to a desert bloom
Fought away from the soul
And the love in these hands
Fright on your wayward nights a chaste expression in your eyes
Laced with the beggars tear now my heart is what I fear
Fought away from the soul
And the love in these hands
Fought away from the soul
And the love in these hands