It was the night. Before the harvest moon. I barely caught my breath. Looking at you. . Oh, love is the sweetest pain inside. Oh, and the answer to it all is right there in your eyes.
I've slept under the sun. And I've tasted the rain, cold rain. I've loved more than once. And I've stared down the face of pain. But look at me, I'm still standing here today.
Hold on, hold my hand. Storm clouds are circling hungry for barren land. It's eerie, yeah, it's much too still. Can you feel my body spin? Feel it, yeah, I know you will.