You are the deep water

You are the thin ice

The edge of the high cliff

And the November fires

You are my church bells

And the silent early hours

You are the ghost I hear

Echo in the half-light

Ecstacy and heart failure

Trembling and pounding in the magic spell

You are my wild flower and my wishing well

The spinning cut crystal above my bed

that dazzles and jabs me

Indigo blue and postbox red

I run away and away and away from you and everyone

But you hide in all the places I try to hide

I make believe I make excuses I make fun

But you hide in all the places I try to hide

Oh my love

I know what I am

A lost cause

Selfish beyond forgiveness

Oh my heart

Knows what I am

A lost cause

Hopeless

But can you know

How my heart knows you

The shallow water running from the deep water

Running dry