Primitive

Sweetheart

The sun has set

All red and primitive above our heads

Blood stained on an ageless sky

Wipe your tears and let the salt stains dry

Let them all run dry

All run dry...

Sweetheart

Take me to bed

That's where all our prayers are said

Whispered silent in the night

That's how all our dreams take flight

Let them all go by

All go by...

For time will catch us in both hands

To blow away like grains of sand

Ashes to ashes rust to rust

This is what becomes of us

Sweetheart

Send me to sleep

Pray to God our hopes to keep

Take our fears and make us strong

Lead us to where we belong

And let it all go by

All go by...

~Annie Lennox