Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

Let's dance like we're making love Making love It's really late You're getting closer and the lights off Your body is in sync to the beat of my heart And I can feel your nature rising wild and wild on you Sweat dripping from my body, we both at this

And it's coming closer Stranded in this spooky town Stoplight is swaying and the phone lines are down Floor is crackling cold She took my heart, I think she took my soul With the moon I run Far from the carnage of the fiery sun Driven by the strangle of

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady, seamstress for the band Pretty eyed, pirate smile, you'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must have seen

And it's coming closer Stranded in this spooky town Stoplight is swaying and the phone lines are down Floor is crackling cold She took my heart, I think she took my soul With the moon I run Far from the carnage of the fiery sun Driven by the strangle of

I’m comin' over Runnin' every red light To Hell with the closure Save it for another time Try not to think about you But it ain’t workin' Why put out a fire when it’s still burnin' Just when I think movin' on is gettin' closer So I’m comin' over

Talk to me, talk to me We ain't keeping no secrets Come get a little closer I wanna get to know ya Start with our sheets between us tonight Talk to me let's go deeper You already know I need ya I wanna see you leave on the lights I know I seen your face

This life that pass before my eyes Nothing is going my way We're closer now than light years to go Pick up here and chase the ride The river empties to the tide Hey now, little speedy head The read on the speed meter says You have to go to task in the

Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen You had a busy day today Blue jean baby, L.A. lady Pretty eyed, pirate smile She was the seamstress for the band She'll marry a music man Ballerina, you must

Searching to the dark all goes on This moment shackled and drawn Shackled and dawn shackled and drawn Bring on the lights bits to the shape Closer to the grave closer to the gave There comes the dawn I am over this moment I was on a field spread on the