spinning round on your finger
all the world comes in focus when you see her
and the beautiful lie looks you dead in the eye so slow
twisted in sheets only you that i see
i live by the light and i
and your gold hips as they're singing
songs that bury me deep within
cut you out of a magazine
i can taste your temperature on the back of my teeth
in the weirdest of dreams through the pale blue you i see
and the kids can be cruel in your catholic school growing up
they're not born strange enough to be young and in love like us
i live by the light and i
and your gold hips as they're singing
songs that bury me deep within
i live by the light and i
and your gold hips as they're singing
songs that bury me deep within