He seemed so happy with his delicate hand But all he needed was some fresh air She seemed so happy with her delicate eyes But all she needed was some drive [Chorus:] Standing on the edge, she goes into her head If he could just reach out And cut this flame He'd be okay, he'd be alright He plays this game like he's done it before With open hands and with a step backwards She plays this game like she's done it before With open lips and with a sour face, and [Chorus] And he seemed so delicate But all she needed was some time, and [Chorus] He cannot call for what he did last night On rainy days he is the last one there She cannot wait for the telephone to ring On sunny days she is the first one to tan Standing on the edge She goes back up into her head If he could just reach out and cut this flame He'd be okay, He'd be alright