Beautiful sound! Shut that funky old jukebox down I want to hear you breath When you sleep you don't talk, you don't leave What's wrong with me? You wash your hands in my tears Walk my heart like a dark street In a bad neighborhood And I be strong, puttin' out fires I belong, to your desires Am I wrong? Puttin' out fires for you One naked laugh, each time we touch like that I almost dissapear All the hurt, all the fears, they abandon me Be still my love! You breath trouble like air You require such sorrow there You are crushing my soul And I be strong, puttin' out fires I belong, to your desires Am I wrong? Puttin' out fires for you