Из альбома: Skin Trade
Time will see we're not searching for a wild excuse
To put emotions back on hold
Too much has gone down we know what you're doing
But do you feel the same way
You look sharp inside your pointed shoes
I have this picture hanging in my room
And I refuse to take you down or shake you down
We could bring you gently round if that's what you choose
For a point of view coz words like sand just get blown away
All those things we'd like to say
We need you [Repeat ad lib and end]