You can take my blue dress
And you can take my dirty hands
And bathe them in your stream
And you can take my lips of red
Just wet them with your wrath
And you can take these stars of mine
And hold them in your sky
And you can take this white face I wear
And put it in the moon up high, yeah
And you can take my summer sun
You can shake these palms of mine
Let the rain within them fall
An d you can wake these nights so dark
Let them break upon your dawn
An d you can wet these fields of faith
Let them grow on your fertile soil
And you can cut my red shoes off
You can dance in my blood
And you can take this soul I share
And nurse it like a cub, yeah
An d you can spin me with
And you can wear these scars I hide,
expose them for what they're worth
And you can sing my song to sleep,
Oh, but I'm telling you, don't take the girl
And you can take this flesh of mine
And you can take this breath
I breathe and just let it roar
And even open this heart of stone,
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