your precious love that means so much will it ever stop or will i just lose touch what i want to say but my words just fail is that i need it so i can t help myself like a hungry child i just help myself and when i m all full up i go out to play but i don t mean to bleed you dry or take you over for the rest of your life it s just that i need something solid in mine lonely as the moors on a winter s morning quiet as the sea on a good calm night in your tranquil shadow i try and follow i hear your distant show clicks to the midnight beat i feel trapped in sorrow in this imagery but that s how i am and why i need you so