Hold me in this wild, wild, world 'Cause in your warmth I forget how cold it can be And in your heat I feel how cold it can get I can't stop thinking about it Now draw me close Never good just the bad and the ugly Laid infront of you Nothing quite like

I can feel the draw It’s pulling me back It’s pulling me I can feel it pulling me back Don’t listen to your friends Just listen to your friends I can feel it’s pulling me back In my left hand there is the familiar

I feel so lost for me inside, lost am I, will it never end, but never am I stained black Now the end is drawing near, my hate is growing, can't you hear, it burns me with my cruelty (And I'm off) Like the fire of pain in the daylight

I'm working on a dream Though it can feel so far away Our love will make it real someday Out here the nights are long, the days are lonely I think of you and I'm working on a dream Now the cards I've drawn's a rough hand, darling I straighten the back