Deliver Me to the Basque Country

I want to be part of this magnetic tide Reaching deep into pride Bring me your face, your arms, Your country farms, Near you I have no alarm A kiss in the cold, a touch in the dark Your body against me, an unusual spark Three times I circled your jowels and broke through the crowd Into your sweet escape, I removed the loud Travelled the hills and felt your lips Your pagan hands, upon my hips In the end we're on your side Not along for the ride Just fighing for your pride Everything I feel inside It pulls me from the inside out To the Basque country, I am so devout