Strata

I've got enough wood and nails here I've collected through the years
to build a few sturdy walls to keep us safe from all my fears.
My insecurities are promises I was born to keep;
you know I live just to die for my beliefs.
Well, I believe in myself and I believe in you,
if it's the last thing we both do, let's take a good, deep breath -
remember this...
Love is life, this love is my life... and in you I have all I need...
I think we could stretch this out forever,
like a blanket in the sand and we could learn a couple dances,