I carry you across the violent seas Against the waters holding onto me Oh you won't break you won't fall in my arms And I know our days will turn to love I'll ask for the skies don't let a storm But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles in the night I'll find the raging fire inside our souls When the morning falls we'll become one Withering child, won't you wake for the morning star And wear this golden crown I have made from the sorrow I'll ask for the skies don't let a storm But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles in the night Oh, one day we'll grow, and all the stars will warm All of the love we grow Oooh I'll ask for the sky don't let a storm But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles I'll ask for the skies don't a let a storm But down to the ground where we lay All our troubles In the night. Oooohh, ooohh, ooohh, ooohhh