I cannot sink into your bed tonightnI have to go my arms have to rownYour bed is soft and face is sweet and your gaze is truenAnd your eyes are bluenOh, but mine see throughnnWhere lies my tarp tonight?nWhere lies my sunrise?nWhere may I find my heart?nnThere is a ball of fire above your housenIt’s warm and coolnI’m petting younBut there is a ball of fire inside my chestnI’m a mirror moon you black lagoonnI’m a birch canoenI’m a wind that blewnI’m a migrating moosenOn the prairie loosen