She stands upon a candle's end
The sword of her smile in the ghost of a friend
So maybe she'll think
that I already know (oh no no)
-- I don't even know my own mind It's clear she'd get by in sidereal time
Or fall down in doubt emerging with mine
So how would she think that I...
that I'm ready to go (no no no)
-- When I don't even know my own mind? Oh, I don't know what I'd ready to find
Because... I don't know what I'm leaving behind And it's the only life that I own
So leave it until I leave it alone
And tell me she needs me like,
like a fire needs a rain
Till I don't even know my own mind.