And I, will hold you tight, like the moon in the arms of the sky

And I, will keep you warm, I will build a fire in this house


And I'll build a fire, you fetch the water and I'll lay the table

and in our hearts, we still pray for sons and daughters

and all those evenings out in the garden, red, red, wine

These quiet hours turning to years


And I, I'll wrap myself around your heart I'll be the walls of his heart

And I, I'll keep light on, to call you back home


And I'll build a fire, you fetch the water and I'll lay the table

and in our hearts, we still pray for sons and daughters

and all those evenings out in the garden, red, red, wine

These quiet hours turning to years


And it's all to come for now we're still young

just building our kingdom but it's all to come


And I'll build a fire, you fetch the water and I'll lay the table

and in our hearts, we still pray for sons and daughters

and all those evenings out in the garden, red, red, wine

These quiet hours turning to years


It's all to come for now we're still young