Besedila: Hacienda (The). Other. Where The Waters Roam.

Had you been away
Then he might have heard

In the breathless wind
Til it start to turn

With a careful hand
Should he never rise

Til she pulled him back into her arms

In the dark I know
It's the way I go
Where the gales blow
Where the waters roam

Then she whispers soft
Of her lonely song
Needing his warm embrace
Wanting his gentle charm

Of her crying nights
Til he's by her side

So she pulled him back into her arms

In the dark I know
It's the way I go
Where the gales blow
Where the waters roam

As he held the shroud
Looked into her eyes
His fingers lost their grip
And began to slide

Til she had him back into her arms
Til she had him back into her arms