Will you free these hands of mine
Before these bones return to dust
And still the hands of time
To whisper secret words of love
Our beginning and our end
Amen.
Our beginning and our end
Amen.
When blinding darkness grows
Hiding morning in the night
We'll hold these secrets close
And lessons we have learned in light
Every man will live and die
And chase the wind under the sun
Every thirst unsatisfied
To find you were the only one.
