Shadows fall and start to crawl across the stones of a Spanish street
From just beyond to underneath the shelter of the moon
And so it begins, a maiden wins her passage into the night [bad word] what may, just as storm winds spray, both ashore, and left to right
But most of all, like the far off squall that forms in distant view
She lay inside the pierced divide that splits hers from me and you

Let me love, let me walk the floor
Let me cross to shore
I want to be with you, I want to be with you
Let me love, let me lock the door
Let me closer boy
I want to be with you, I want to be with you

We are we are we are we are we are

I'm not meant to know when [bad word] so I set my intention
I send up my intention
I'm not meant to know, I'm ready to go
I'm at the hearth in the kitchen
At the hearth, ready, and set to go [bad word] ..
Knock down, knockin that door in
Knock down, knockin that door in

We are we are we are we are we are
The ghost and the witness