dance me to your beuty
with a burning violin
dance me through the panic
till I'm gathered safely in
lift me like an olive branch
and be my homeward dove
dance me to the end of love

let me see yor beuty
when the witnesses are gone
let me feel your moving
like they do in Babillon
show me slowly what I only
know the limits are
dance me to the end of love

dance me to the wedding now
dance me on and on
dance me very tenderly
and dance me very long
we're both of us beneath our love
we're both of us above
dance me to the end of love

dance me to the children
who are asking to be born
dance me through the curtains
that our kisses have outworn
raise a tent of shelter now
though every thread is torn
dance me to the end of love

dance me to your beuty
with a burning violin
dance me through the panic
till I'm gathered safely in
touch me with your naked hand
touch me with your glove
dance me to the end of love.