Were damaged people, drawn together By subtleties that we are not aware of Disturbed souls playing out forever These games that we once thought we would be scared of
When youre in my arms The world makes sense There is no pretense And youre crying When youre by my side There is no defense I forget to sense Im dying
Were damaged people, praying for something That doesnt come from somewhere deep inside us Depraved souls trusting in the one thing The one thing that this life has not denied us
When I feel the warmth Of your very soul I forget Im cold And crying When your lips touch mine And I lose control I forget Im old And dying
