Romance and such
Isn't much of anything to me
But I got a rush when we touched
That wouldn't let me see
Though I was warned
And I'd sworn not to lose my head
Still I was torn
Drawn to your bed
Though the depth of my mind
Would be the depth of my hurt
And the peace that I gain
Would be more than you could take

I wasn't blind
To the kind of living that you'd led
Coaxing your mind
From behind the fortress in your head
I used to race
To your place so I could spend my time
Stroking your face
Tasting your wine
Though of the depth of my mind
Would be the depth of my hurt
And the peace that I gain
Would be more than you could take