Some like to play, you play just to win
For a flower to grow, the seed must die
Change my mind in the dark
Down to the left-hand cliff of your nude body's face

Lonesome, the utmost fear
Off the record
When nobody is there, my friend the walls

When I get my hands on you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
When I get my hands on you

In the dark changes his mind
Everybody dreams to be a name on a street sign some day

When I get my hands on you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
When I get my hands on you
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Writing songs, close the door
All I know since '94
So I don't want a give-away
But I give it anyway

On the floor, close the door
I can't watch this anymore