Well I wish I could think of some cliche to my oath
to make our parting scene less sad
But if I told you to lies I promised you the moon
the [bad word] [bad word] tricklin from my eyes
 [bad word] honey run, hide in the wind
and never stop to look inside your mind

And I wish I could wash all my weaken dues away
and watch them disappear on morning tide
but I seek after soul after sounds of the sea
the challenge forever on my mind
 [bad word] honey run, hide in the wind
and never stop to look inside your mind [bad word] honey run, hide in the wind
and never stop to look inside your mind

And I wish I could fly like a bat from a cave
From darkness of my ignorance to light
and fall where to live on the echos of our love
and die like some star burning bright
 [bad word] honey run, hide in the wind
and never stop to look inside your mind