You made the face of heaven
Watched me from the milky stars
Slept heart to heart on couches
Took you drinking in my bars
Now I will place you in the mountains
And I'll place you by the sea
So you can't follow me
Travelling misadventure
Showed the weapon that I held
Something honest in me shot you
Something fragile in you felt
And for the sake of future comfort
We thought it only best
To keep your mind at rest
And it's a wide, wide world that you come from
And it's a high, high price that you pay for your freedom
Your freedom
And now you kiss me
And you tell me how the others are unskilled
I tell you tales of past-felt oneness
In a bitter draught distilled
And though you're like the sweetest liquor
You're inconstant as the moon
So well I knew
And it's a wide, wide world that we come from
And it's a high, high price that we pay for our freedom
Our freedom