Marty Willson - Kiss You To Death

In the rain, in the pouring sun
I have hardly begun to celebrate you
For a chance, for a thousand years
I will fight just to steer a moment
with you

I'm so frightened, a heart's
excitement
I'll kiss you

In a field, running through the trees
Oh what can this be, ridiculous and
new
I'll retreat, then advance to the front
Unafraid to be blunt, I'm taking you

See my fire, I can't tire
I'll kiss you to death