Braids - Trophies for Paradox lyrics

He came in Like a winner Strong and slim Trophies in his grin I can see him taking wind Of what it would be like to lie with me To lie with me Can you take me? He came in Like a sinner Small and grim Trophies to the wind He can see me wondering Of what it has been like to lie to me (This winter) To not come home to me (This winter) To grow cold towards me (This winter) To feel annoyed of me (This winter) Can you take me higher? There is nothing finer Feel my desire Our love is my fire Can you take me higher? There was nothing finer In me there's desire Our love was my fire