i do not know where to begin
i just follow the lead you're pulling
and i get lost in your trail
you just ask me if i'm doing well
but i do not know what the hell
and i wake up in a cold sweat on your ceiling
terrified of what your love's revealing
should i let you make a woman of me?
should i let you take the mystery from me?
see the inside of my room at night?
things i do not know how to leave behind
i've been grappling with my mind
i've been stuck inside a jail
and i wake up in a cold sweat on your ceiling
terrified of what your love's revealing
the cold of winter warms my blood and he's hot
he finds his peace of mind
in the rivers and the whip-poor-wills
i could follow close behind
but i can never leave him
and i wake up in a cold sweat on your ceiling
let me make a man outta you
i could gather you and you tell the truth
you could cry inside my arms
you could cry inside my arms like a child