if your love were taken from me,
every colour would be black and white
it could be as flat as world before columbus
that's the day that i lose half my sight
if your life were taken from me
all the tree would freeze in this cold ground
it would be as cruel as world before columbus
sail to the edge and i'd be there looking down
those man who lust for land
and for riches strange and new
who love those trinkets of desire
oh they never will have you
and they'll never know the gold
or the copper in your hair
how could they weigh the whort of you so rare
if your love were taken from me
every lights that bright would soon go dim
it would be as dark as the world before columbus
down the waterfall and i'd swim over the brim
those man who lust for land,and for riches strange and new
who love those trinkets of desire,oh they will never have you.
