The hearts of mere acquaintances undo no pain to them

But those who are close enough, I think, can make life but lose again

And guess who's in a quandary to chance and now commit

I wrestle the doubts to the ground unafraid

The engine cries out: step on it!

And tear yourself into the light

I beg don't move any closer I'll cry

Because that's close enough

That's close enough to keep these eyes of mine dry.

And armed with nought but shadows it's a dream to optimize

When love's one foreign currency whose rates fail to surprise

And love's rule's very fashion is a stranger to all hearts

Yet no kinder style could make you smile

Shake hands and laugh, but just for a while

The question is burning inside

Embers answer but never decide

Just stop

That's close enough, that's close enough to keep these eyes of mine dry.