It doesn’t matter where we kiss.
It doesn’t matter where we die.
It doesn’t matter who is who as long as “love” won’t cry.

Indigo.
Rushing through my veins.
Washing all the mud.
Indigo, rushing through the mud.

Leave me, love me, turn before me.
I travel far for thee.
Lure me, cleanse me and adore me.
I travel far for thee.
I travel for you love.
“leave me there to die.”

It doesn’t matter what we sip.
It doesn’t matter when we dine.
It doesn’t matter if love drips off the edge of my knife.

Indigo.
Rushing through my veins.
Washing all the mud.
Indigo, rushing through the mud.

Leave me, love me, turn before me.
I travel far for thee.
Lure me, cleanse me and adore me.
I travel far for thee.
I travel for you love.
“leave me there to die.”