By My 12 Swords
Lyrics & Music: John Popper

Here I stand at last, of a warrior's class
Apprentice turned sorcerer, I.
I've seen many wars and made the battle my friend
No one am I afraid to defy.
I've done as I please, but I fall to my knees
Pleading and weeping, sure that I'm through
Because I wait there to die, and I see the night sky
And suddenly, I'm thinking of you...

Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes?
Can you see the star that I'm wishing on?
And is it shining as bright, and will you see it tonight?
And does the love that you feel keep you strong?

By my twelve swords, I am yours until you need me no more
To wish and wish until comes the dawn

Like a harvested husk, another city sacked to dust
The rampaging conquest goes on
But I can't erase the memory of our embrace
Without you I've died where I fell...
And I'm wondering again, is the battle my friend?
Or will the last of my sorcery be?
I only know this true, that indeed I love you
And I ask by the first star I see...

Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes?
Can you see the star that I'm wishing on?
And is it shining as bright, and will you see it tonight?
And does the love that you feel keep you strong?

Does the crescent moon rise by the light of your eyes?
Can you see the star that I'm wishing on?
And is it shining as bright, and will you see it tonight?
And does the love that you feel keep you strong?

By my twelve swords, I am yours until you need me no more
To wish and wish until comes the dawn...
And I wish and wish until comes the dawn...



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By My 12 Swords
Blues Traveler