I've been the needle and the thread, weaving figure eights and circles round your head.
I try to laugh but cry instead, patiently wait to hear the words you've never said.
Fumbling through your dresser drawer, forgot what I was looking for...
Try to guide me in the right direction
Making use of all this time
Keeping everything inside
Close my eyes and listen to you cry
I'm lifting you up
I'm letting you down
I'm dancing til dawn
I'm fooling around
I'm not giving up
I'm making your love
This city's made us crazy and
we
must
get
outThis is not goodbye she said. It is just time for me to rest my head.
She does not walk, she runs instead, down these jagged streets and into my bed
When I was Fumbling through your dresser drawer forgot what I was looking for
Try to guide me in the right direction
Making use of all this time
Keeping everything inside
Close my eyes and listen to you cry
There's only so much I can do for you
After all of the things you put me through
I'm not giving upI'm making your love



This city's made us crazy and we must get out