The well is dry and the stream runs shallow And the sun is high and the field lies fallow My tongue is tied and my body aching Now I'm open wide and afraid of breaking
The food is hot and the table's ready But my stomach's knots make my hands unsteady So I take to pacing up and down the room While my heart keeps racing and my mind's comsumed
I just want to be part of the light of the light Of the light of the light of the light in your eyes I just want to be part of the light of the light Of the light of the light of the light in your eyes
The bed is made and the candles burning All our games are played and the clock keeps turning We're out of tricks with the silence cutting And the daggers stick as the doors keep shutting
I just want to be part of the flight of the flight Of the flight of the flight of the flight in your eyes I just want to be part of the flight of the flight Of the flight of the flight of the flight in your eyes