Stay a little while there's an arrow tucked into my spine walk with me awhile like an Indian trailing my tail feathers through dry rivers and plains be my time friend who covers back and front a shelter from the sun a soothing hand in the twilight my ignition my permission to let go let go and just go
I'm afraid to admit all the things I regret now its said but the night came too soon and the days running late its hard to change the Indian that dwells inside this chest
with furrows in your brow you're still a rainbow crawling up the sky with droplets in your eye you're still sure of your pathways so I'll sway in your wash
I'm afraid to admit all the things i regret now its said though the picture that passes our window has changed its hard to change the Indian that dwells inside this chest
