Oh Susanna. Alabaster. Zeneszám

Met on the shore on a rainy dawn in late November,
?Speak not a word,? was what you wrote to me.
Shoes soaked in sand and a heavy coat around your shoulder,
Bird in a hand was what you gave to me.
You stood so strong and the waves beyond were rollin? over,
Pullin? me close like the moon pulls on the sea.

I wanna ride on a road that turns a thousand corners --
Two beams of light, one for you and me.
House in the hills and inside the sound of nervous laughter,
A bed of white unmade by you and me.
Your body of stone that I touch until it turns to water
Was revealed to me.

I long to touch your tender skin of alabaster --
Shoulders as white as the peaks beyond the sea.
Arms in your arms and soon the room is spinning faster,
Eyes in your eyes are the only thing I see.
Love you so much so the only thing that you'll remember
is what it?s like to be in love with me.