Sarah is concerned, she isn't so sure it's right
The words that she learned were uttered again tonight
We are three
He, you and me
Just til the fire burns out
So Sarah decides that it would be wise to wait
She gathers her thoughts, endeavors to concentrate
We are three...
She looks to the man, the flickering torch, the knife
She raises her hand, she touches the blade, she cries
We are three...
Candlelight, fire and fleet
We remember the night of the three
He sees her concern, he beckons and Sarah turns
He steps in the fire, she closes her eyes and cries
We are three...
