Golden Crown - The Honey Trees

I carry you across the violent seas

Against the waters holding onto me

Oh you won’t break you won’t fall in my arms

And I know our days will turn to love

I’ll ask for the skies don’t let a storm

But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles in the night

I’ll find the raging fire inside our souls

When the morning falls we’ll become one

Withering child, won’t you wake for the morning star

And wear this golden crown

I have made from the sorrow

I’ll ask for the skies don’t let a storm

But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles in the night

Oh, one day we’ll grow, and all the stars will warm

All of the love we grow

Oooh

I’ll ask for the sky don’t let a storm

But down to the ground where we lay all our troubles

I’ll ask for the skies don’t a let a storm

But down to the ground where we lay

All our troubles

In the night.

Oooohh, ooohh, ooohh, ooohhh