Waltz Lyrics

I would bring you wine
And amber for your time
I would sell this peace for your noise
As if your mouth was mine

And you would fall for me
I would raise my arm and part the sea
There are few things I would rather be
Than old and be free

I refuse to dwell
I'm weary as hell
You have played your game
And you have played it well
I have nothing left to sell

So I would bring you wine
And amber for your time
I would sell this peace for your noise
As if your mouth was mine