and as i think of you
do not want to let you go
something ran delicately –
across my dreams,
a little voice

be a god and help me through
be a devil,
and show me what a devil can do
bring life to sinful dreams

i am free
to be who i want
but it does not –
seem to mean that much to me

you hold her
you know that it is real
but still you wonder
about giving a word to the way you feel

i see you waiting
got to get to you
never suffocating
i see you,
tonight
i see you,
today

thinking about you
are you thinking about me
are you, really?

it must be something new
something which we can all play
something we can all do
i found myself outside

everyday i do anything
just to pass the time
downhill all the way
you are obsessive
you still haunt me today