If The Rain Comes

In dreams of desert winds
You'll come to me
And give to me your wild and seething sands
And round crystal stairs of mansions fine
We'll dance away our lovin' minds
Oh if the rain comes, oh we'll turn to lies

And while you smile to me
I'll try to find the perfect rhyme to tell my love so knowingly
And while beggers beg for silver things
I’ll steal for you golden wings
Oh if the rain comes, oh we'll turn to lies

But please stay until the rain
And take my love please give me love
I need you to keep me warm
And with so many dreams ahead of us
Such lovely dreams bless our bed
Oh if the rain comes, oh we'll turn to lies

In dreams of desert winds
You'll come to me
And give to me your wild and seething sands
And round crystal stairs of mansions fine
We'll dance away our lovin' minds
Oh if the rain comes, oh we'll turn to lies

Tim Buckley
19th Opus Music o/b/o Third Story Music. BMI