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.