I'd Rather Go Blind

Listening to them stroke a guitar Seductive are the waves on a lake. Watching the sand settle into bars I made up my mind to adore you. And give up this bellyache. I'd rather live in confinement. Then live without you. I'd rather go blind. Then put out the fire. Spit on the spell That bought me all this desire. I'd rather walk on hot coals. Then walk -without you. I'd rather have never been born. If I can't see you tomorrow morning I'd rather fall like the wheat in the field. Never to be harvested if I can't have you tonight. Listening to the waves strum a guitar Seductive are the waves on a lake. Watching the sand settle into bars I made up my mind to adore you. And give up this bellyache. And drown on a riverbed. With both hands I'll clutch on to the seams. Of your patchwork bedspread. And die in dreams Hearing harps and guitars On the waves that take us both away.