I still remember that time when we were dancing. We were dancing to a song that I'd heard. Your face was simple and your hands were naked. I was singing without knowing the words.
At night we crossed the border following a Black robe. To the edge of the reservation-to Cataldo Mission. Where the saints and all the martyrs look down on dying converts.
You must be living on wildfires. You must be living on wildfires. That's why your eyes. Are smoke and ash. . You must be living on earthquakes. You must be living on earthquakes.
Wait for love [Repeat: x2]. I got someone on my mind. And she don't make me wait the way you do. But time. Oh she holds me all the time. And she don't make me wait the way you do.
Wait for love [Repeat: x2]. I got someone on my mind. And she don't make me wait the way you do. But time. Oh she holds me all the time. And she don't make me wait the way you do.