When your hand brushed against mine

I thought I'd collapse

I'm no rolling stone

I gather too much moss

Maybe it's 'cos I'm getting

A little bit older

But oh how your neck

Flows to your shoulder

It draws me, it draws me to your flame



I wanna be near you

And blink in your light

And toast marshmallows

On a cold dark night

By your flame



Your flesh it melts in my mouth

Like Holy Communion

But you don't really care for

Jesus now do you?

A photograph of this love

Hangs on my wall

I would dare to speak its name

If I knew what it was called

I would dare to speak its name

If I knew what it was called



Rattle the one who's shadow

You're standing in

Under the branches after

It's been raining

On your flame

I wanna be near you

And blink in your light

And toast marshmallows

On a cold dark night

By your flame



Your brought your flame

Into the chambers of my heart

You brought your flame

Where all's been condemned to dark

And now your flame

Spits shadows on my walls