Wrong

She wanna go big, she wanna go long

She wanna go where no one's gone

Deep into the night, catch her in the screen light

Wondering if she's getting it wrong, wrong

She wants the real thing, lover that he could be

If loving wasn't frightening

Maybe she'd stop then, needing to forgive him

Every time that he got it wrong, wrong, oh-oh

Put your temple to mine

We've got time, don't we?

If only we knew how to get it any way at all

Fear of the between, fear of the grand scheme

Now is that really what you mean?

Everyone's talking, and everyone's laughing

'Bout everybody getting it wrong, wrong, oh-oh

Put your body to mine

I'll be kind to it

Can't tell you how to do this

I can't tell you how to do anything at all