tiptoe round the wreckage of desire no harm no foul just hear me out staring blankly ahead across from me the waters calm she reels me in deep in the night is that where you are hand to the sky ill grab a fistful of stars deep in the night have we been thirsting by the fountain side come settle down no room for doubt well cherish every night in our crooked sleep the years go by the light breaks in deep in the night is that where you are hand to the sky ill grab a fistful of stars deep in the night pour out all your sorrow were you waiting for a sign only breathing just a little and calling it a life will we have each other to watch the world pass us by tell me your despair and ill show you mine tell me your despair and ill show you mine