Dahling – Crystal

so clear
shafts of cold across the skin
tears and candles
I can?´t win

so clear
so much whiter than our little white lies
so much whiter than the whites of my eyes

I tear through the covers
to see what lies beneath
who lies beneath

so near

but I have to go deeper still
tears and candles
and time to kill

so clear
emotions too blond to touch
this is the price of loving too much

I tear through the covers
to see what flows beneath
who flows beneath
to see you flow beneath