Album: The Rising Tide
she's always around and under my skin
watching her move
how she tells a story
it's only a dream of lovers and lies
she's cruel and she's free
like television
she's in my head, like television...
we fall into bed
our tongues are tied
her lips and her eyes are so disarming
and when we embrace she pulls me inside
i wake up alone with television
crawl around the story
oh, how the waves wash over me
lost inside her story
she's in my head, like television...
she shows me the world
i see through her eyes
the beauty of brave new understanding
it's only a dream of lovers and lies
i carry with me in all my vision
she's always around and under my skin
watching her move, how she tells a story
and when we embrace she pulls me inside
she's cruel and she's free
like television...
crawl around the story
oh, how the waves wash over me
lost inside her story
she's in my head, like television
like television