Bring me a cup of your magic tea
it seems that your powers have gotten the best of me
and oh can't you see i'm weak
you need it that way, that much I can see

Well i'm looking at you now as a new born
who doesn't understand the visions that he sees
and oh, i want to take you close to me
and warm you like a new born baby

come my love, lay your head
on my brow
don't worry

but your crying, oh, dying oh,
got to get and get and keep you high

but it's all about learning and keeping
i don't want to hear you weaping or talking about dying
cause you've got a lot to learn
about your love
and you've got a lot to live for your love

come my love, lay your head. . . .