Is there no love left to make? I got the look that you gave And it got me down on my knees (you said) “close your eyes and you’ll see”
“Its not in the time or the place Or the in the money you make You dream of feeling complete But you don’t even know what you need”
And In the dead of night When the feeling is right You're sinking down to your knees And you're begging for love
And it is in the way that I take Its in the way that I fake And I’m too fed-up to see That you're too sharp for me
Is there love left to make? Or just a game left to play? With all the moves we should make And all the things we shouldn’t say
Yeah I've never hurt with anyone else The way I hurt with you Yeah I've never hurt with anyone else The way I hurt with you You’ve got the feel of a knife You cut me up and let me dry
Some people turn in the wind Others find ways to get in You always move towards your goal You fly like an arrow
And I’m seeing signs everywhere But none too bright or too clear They’re pointing different ways Shooting holes in my brain
You offer others your help But never got the time for yourself You’re drawing lines in the ground You want to be lost and found
But it’s in the way that we merge It’s in the way that we hurt It’s in the way we’re so mean And it’s in the way that we love
Yeah I've never loved with anyone else The way I loved with you I've never loved with anyone else The way I loved with you You’ve got the feel of a knife You make me feel alright