Last night I closed my eyes and dreamed of when we flew together
Somewhere over shallow streams and fresh ploughed golden fields
But I didn’t have the strength to fly half as high as you did
So you held me in those tiny hands and pulled me right up close next to you
But then I got so close it burned me, you were the fire in my world
And then my hand slipped, and I fell, down to earth

And when I looked up at the sky you were a shooting star just passing through my universe  
only ever temporary
when I close my eyes, you haunt me like some long-lost dream that I just can’t remember so I never-ever sleep any more
you let me get so close then burned me, you were the fire in my world
and then my hand slipped and I fell down to earth

So now I sit here next to beggars with their wishing bowls who look up with the same desperation in their eyes I had for you
but their hunger is for another kind they’ve never known the curse that is you and I fear that is a blessing for them
you let me get so close then burned me, you were a fire in my world
and then my hand slipped and I fell down to earth

Do you remember sitting in the Bristol channel motel room with ghosts of secret lovers who poured their ***** souls over skin
while their loved ones, who sleep peacefully unaware that a one-night stand love affair is taking place amidst the confession room
I closed my eyes, my hands were on you, fingers rolled over your inked skin, and then your eyes closed, and you let me in
Your blue eyes shot straight through me as our foreheads met and my palms were placed between the whiteness of your thighs
And I found the servitude I needed in this tiny world was in this little motel room amongst the beauty of your sighs
You let me get so close then burned me, you were a fire in my world
And then my hand slipped and I fell down to earth