Steaming - Sarah McLachlan

You’re always waiting on the tides

It’s time you decide

I’ve walked down long roads

That seem to have no end at all

You never wanted time to end

To let my life offend

It’s time to realize what hides

Deep inside your holy eyes

Hold on tight, hold on fast

This ain’t the kind that always lasts

If you want me to go

Just ask me to go, I’ll go…

All the way, my love

Over the hills and right on to you

Run away, my love

Over the hills and right on through you

Over the hills and right on through you

Lying awake in these restless dreams

Life’s never what it seems

I’ve always tried to read your eyes

To get inside that scournful mind

Hold on tight, hold on fast

This ain’t the kind that always lasts

If you want me to go

Just ask me to go, I’ll go…

All the way, my love

Over the hills and right on through you

Run away, my love

Over the hills and right on through you…

I was with on that pallet, steaming

Spinning 'round in circles, dreaming

I was with on that pallet, steaming

Running 'round in circles, screaming

All the way, my love

Over the hills and right on through you…

All the way, my love

Over the hills and right on through you…