I make images of you ideal more than true I glue photos on my wall ladder bound to fall and now seeing you again will it ever end? here i've no way to deny what should but did not die dark of day and light of night o u t s I d e I n s I d e o u t perfume circling around my brain draws me in again hopeless, helpless soul unchained I succumb again come to me and make me blind dark-eyed dream of mine