(Well) I'm going away to leave you

And I'm going away for a while

Well, I'm coming back to you someday

When I've gone ten thousand miles



Where the storms are on the ocean

And the heavens will cease to be

And this world will lose its motion

If you don't come back to me



Well, I left you in Whiskey Valley

With the crimes upon your face

And the storms were in the deep part

In the deepest darkest plain



Where the storms are on the ocean

And the heavens will cease to be

And this world will lose its motion

If you don't come back to me