I'm like the water, when the ship road in that night,
rough on the surface, but you cut through like a knife,
and if it was an open/shut case, i never would've known from the look on your face,
lost in your curent like a priceless wine,
the more that you say the less i know wherever you stray i follow,
i'm begging for you to take my hand reck my plans thats my man
life was a willow and it bent right to your wind,head on the pillow i can feel you sneakin' in,
as if you were a mythical thing like you were a trophy or a champion ring and there was one prize i'd cheat to win,
the more that you say the less i know werever you stray, i follow i beggin' for you to takemy hand, wreck my plans that's my man,
you know that my train could take you home anywhere else its hollow I'm begging for you to take my hand wreck my plans that's my man,
life was a willow and it bent right to your wind, they count me out time and time again, life was a willow and it bent right to your wind, but i come back stonger then a 90's trend,
wait for the signal and i'll meet you after dark, show me the places where the others gave you scars, now this is an open/shut case, i guess i should've known from the look on your face, every bait-and-switch was a work of art,
the more that you say the less i know wherever you stray i follow,i'mbegging for you to take my hand,wreck my plans, that's my man, you know that my train could take you home anywhere else in hollow, i'n begging for you to take my hand wreck my plans, that's my man,
the more that you say the less i know wherever you stray i follow, i'm begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans, thats my man you know that my train could take you home, anywhere else is hollow i'm begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans, that's my man,hey, that's my man,that's my man, yeah that's my man, every bait-and-switch was a work of art, that's my man, hey, that's my man, i'm begging for you to take my hand, wreck my plans, that's my man.