I'm the obsessor Holding your hand It seems you have forgotten About your man Alone in the darkness My bed's a different land Your touch intensifies And I'm in the quicksand
You're the upsetter Stroking my hand What's my position? I don't understand Am I your possession? Am I in demand? Oh when you turn to me I'm in the quicksand
You, you moved into my mind again oh You, walking around and free oh Oh I could let you stay But I'm walking on broken ground again Oh, oh when will I learn? All you do is push me back in the dark I'm in the quicksand