Pete Simon

Put you through the maze of my desires
designs and low lights
slow eyes and land mines
be mine
will you be mine
be mine
will you be mine
Forge you iron will
strike hot wires
intertwine
let you alone in the cradle of stone
rocked by the hand that steal from your home
put you through the hell of the sum of my fears
and endear you to
be mine
won’t you be mine