Naked The Night Falls

Softly a cold wind paints my face
Into your arms
Sell my sorry soul

Can't keep my senses from your taste
Sun on the farm
And I'm not growing old

Been enraptured and tied
Turn your ghosts into mine
All the years, all the years I'm alive

Naked, the night falls in your eyes
Slowly I burn
Like the autumn leaves

Brittle as ash but when I rise
Love I will learn
Like the elder trees

Been enraptured and tied
Turn your ghosts into mine
All the years, all the years I'm alive

Been enraptured and tied
Turn your ghosts into mine
All the years, all the years I'm alive

Softly a cold wind paints my face
Into your arms
Sell my sorry soul