I'm closing in, I'm feeling fine You've lit the candles, poured the wine I've dreamed up great scenarios, won't come down With my face pressed up to the glass Your house inviting; night time; jass And I arrive in this masterpiece, this pumpkin But despite this romantic range of violins Detoxication tends to be unkind And if these laws of love do not appeal to you I'll try and convince myself these rules are just applied
And this is love I can't defend This is primitive love, the dangerous kind And this is love that will bring me to my knees This is the love that I have for you
My birthday comes, I am reduced Your moods leave me a bit confused I'm rearranging all my expectations How you define consistency, well it's clearly not up to me To breake into your rhythm or its absence But despite this romantic rang of violins Detoxication tends to be unkind And if these laws of love do not appeal to you I'll try and convince myself these rules are just applied
And this is love I can't defend This is primitive love, the dangerous kind And this is love that will bring me to my knees This is the love that I have for you
And this is love I can't defend This is primitive love, the dangerous kind And this is love that will bring me to my knees This is the love that I have for you