Lyrics:

You quiver like a candle on fire

I'm putting you out

Maybe tonight we could be the last shout

But I'm fascinated by your style

Your beuaty will last for a while



You're feeling instead of being

The more that I live on the inside

There's nothing to give

I'm infatuated by your moves

I've got to search hard for your clues



I want to repair your desire

And call it a gift

That I stole from just wanting to live

Now I see the vision thru your eyes

Your innocence no longer fuels surprise



Trying to outrun your fear

Running to lose

Heart on your sleeve and your sole in your shoes

Take a left,

A sharp left

And another left, meet me on the corner

And we'll start, again.