Dancing with time, bearing no rhyme
Nor reasons for the crime, in everybody's mind
The next time you love, maybe you should not
It is in the sounds washing through the towns
(Nobody feeds off lovers quite like you can do)
Distressed like those gossamer dreams intertwined with belief and time
(Nobody sets the sun in motion quite like you)
Nobody likes to see the fire cry
And it always comes from you
The next time you love, you should think of
Why we're standing here, vacant eyes and tears
Crossing a desert, bleeding in the dirt
Tell him how it feels to hear the sounds you fear
(Nobody feeds off lovers quite like you can do)
Distressed like those gossamer-wings in the moonlit night
(Nobody sets the sun in motion quite like you)
Nobody likes to see the fire cry
But it always comes from you
You
Dressed in shades of blue
The water feels like
You
A shimmering
Untruth
A cold and brutal
Fool
I do hope love finds you
