There’s fruit and flowers, leaves and branches,
And then there’s my heart—it belongs to you.
Don’t tear it apart, it belongs to you.
Watch over it, keep it safe in your hands.
Here I stand, with the dew of the morning
Frozen to my face by the morning wind.
Lay me down at your little feet.
Lay me down into sweet memory.
Nuzzle me into your young breast
Like the last time, roll my head around.
Then let me rest a little. Let me
Sleep a little, as you are sleeping now.