Would you lay with me in a field of stone If my needs were strong would you lay with me Should my lips grow dry would you wet them dear In the midnight hour if my lips were dry Would you go away to another land Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand Wipe the blood away from my dieing hand If i gave my self to you Would you bathe me with me in the stream of life When the moon is full would you bathe with me Will you still love me when i'm down and out In my time of trials will you stand by me Would you go away to another land Walk a thousand miles through the burning sand Wipe the blood away from my dieing hand If i gave my self to you Would you lay with me in a field of stone If my needs were strong would you lay with me