I?m so far from you Pacing up and my room Does Jesus love a man who loses? Turn on my some cat on the saxophone Laying a litany of excuses
The madhouse in my baby's eyes She rubs a between her thighs And the genie comes out singing And she in some forgotten song And moves she is zombie strong Breathes as the pendulum keeps swinging
You better on to yourself
Well, cities rust and to ruin Factories close and go cruising In and around the of her vision And she says, oh woah, woah, woah, As Jesus the flowers grow All around the of her collision
Oh you know I would, yes, I I hold on to yourself
'Cause in the middle of the I try my to chase outside The phantoms and the and the fairy girls '1001 Nights' like this she mutters, ?Open And 'Ali Baba And His Thieves' her off the face of the world
Well, you know one day I'll come And hold on to yourself, to yourself Oh yeah, hold on to
Oh babe, I?m a thousand away And I don?t know what to say ?Cause Jesus only loves a man who But we can clearly see It?s all life and and lunacy And excuses and and excuses
Well, you know if I could I Yeah, I would lie right And I?d on to yourself
Yeah, I would lie down And I would on to yourself One day come back to you And hold on to yourself
Yeah, I?m come back lie down And hold on to yourself Yeah, to yourself, self, to