The drug town treasures in your hands.
Simple game of cat and mouse that never goes this plan.
We run in circles when we're not hiding in a haze.
Laughing at the little some things we can't pretend to praise,
but you still take my breath away.
You bring me danger.
You still take my breath away.
Make me linger.
Dancing on the edge,
looking for the light.
Laughing at the little some things that sometimes turn out right.
As I recall, you really used to like the rain.
Used to laugh at a lot of things you won't explain,
but you still take my breath away.
Bring me danger.
You still take my breath away.
You make me linger.
Even storms crumble with the rain.
Touched by your presence, dear.
Coy words and long refrains.
We run in circles when we're not hiding in a haze.
Laughing at the little some things we can't pretend to praise,
but you still take my breath away.
You bring me danger.
You still take my breath away.
Make me linger.
You still take my breath away.
You still take my breath away.
You still
take my breath...away...