I work on the front line. I work to survive. I sleep in a fever. So this is my life. . I cry in my sleep (Cry boy, Cry boy). Just makes me weep when I try, how I try.
I was dancing in heaven, you were keeping time. Then I read your letter, sent shivers down my spine. Said our love was over and I was not the one. If it lasts forever, forever wouldn't be much fun.
I hear you laughing in some other room. And it makes me feel locked out. You say my passion often stifles you. And you need to move about. . But I was taught that boys need girls and girls need boys.
I have a picture. Pinned to my wall. An image of you and of me and. We're laughing and loving it all. . But look at our life now. All tattered and torn.
I saw you there. Just standing there. And I thought I was only dreaming, yeah. . I kissed you then. Then once again. You said you would come and dance with me.
What burns and glows without flame?. What lives and grows without rain?. What brings a smile that lasts for a little while. That makes me cry without shame?.
And if you were here, I could deceive you. And if you were here, you would believe. And would you suspect my emotions wanderin'? Yeah. Do not wanna part to this anymore.