Primitive

Sweetheart The sun has set All red and primitive above our heads. Blood stained on an ageless sky Wipe your tears and let the salt stains dry. Let them all run dry All run dry... Sweetheart Take me to bed That's where all our prayers are said. Whispered silent in the night That's how all our dreams take flight. Let them all go by All go by... For time will catch us in both hands To blow away like grains of sand. Ashes to ashes rust to dust This is what becomes of us... Sweetheart Send me to sleep Pray to God our hopes to keep. Take our fears and make us strong Lead us to where we belong And let it all go by All go by...