She came down to
the water’s edge
‘cos it was burning
in her blood like a
fever
She comes to me,
with the world in
her eyes and her
heart in her hands,
and I’m trying my
very best to receive
her

Yeah, she came down
to the water’s edge
‘cos it was burning
in her blood like a
fever

She comes to me, with
a handful of hope –
yeah she says we can
win
and I’m trying my
very best to believe
her

As I remember the
time in a hospital bed
in the South of Siam,
nearly bleeding to
death,
you know, don’t you?
My fate is not set I’m
not ready to die
‘cos I’m writing a song
and it’s not finished
yet you know, don’t you.

She came down to
the water’s edge
‘cos it was burning
in her blood like a
fever
She comes to me, with
the world in her eyes
and her heart in her
hands,
now I’m trying my
very best, not to
leave her.