Sons and Daughters (Live from Berlin)

And I will hold you tight

Like the moon in the arms of the sky

And I will keep you warm

I will build a fire in this house

And I'll build a fire, you fetch the water

And I'll lay the table

And in our hearts we still pray for sons and daughters

And all those evenings out in the garden

With red, red wine

Those quiet hours turn into years

And I, I'll wrap myself

'Round your heart, I'll be the walls of this house

And I, I'll keep a light on

To call you back home

And I'll build a fire, you fetch the water

And I'll lay the table

And in our hearts we still pray for sons and daughters

And all those evenings out in the garden

With red, red wine

Those quiet hours turn into years, yeah

But it's all to come

For now we're still young

Just building our kingdom

And it's all to come

And I'll build a fire, you fetch the water

And I'll lay the table

And in our hearts we still pray for sons and daughters

And all those evenings out in the garden

Red, red wine

Those quiet hours turn into years

But it's all to come

For now we're still young