Thicket Fence

I remember the dance of the Indians As we lay behind our thicket fence And the rain fell just as they wished I took your hand, you squeezed and we were there Moving bodies flowed like they were meant To be together until the bitter end So? You ran away from your heart Nothing really seems to stay the same Can my pleas forgive me? It kills to think that I'll never be with you again Do you see me now? I don't know, somehow ... you were mine