I carry you across the violent seas
Against the waters holding onto me
Oh you won't break you won't fall in my arms
And I know our days will turn to love
I'll ask for the skies don't let a storm
But down to the ground
Where we lay all our troubles in the night

I'll find the raging fire inside our souls
When the morning falls we'll become one
Withering child
Won't you wake for the morning star
And wear this golden crown
I have made from the sorrow
I'll ask for the skies don't let a storm
But down to the ground
Where we lay all our troubles in the night

Oh, one day we'll grow
And all the stars will warm
All of the love we grow
Oooh
I'll ask for the sky don't let a storm
But down to the ground
Where we lay all our troubles
I'll ask for the skies don't a let a storm
But down to the ground where we lay
All our troubles
In the night.
Oooohh, ooohh, ooohh, ooohhh