There's a heart in the states that beats for your embrace Just to be in the grace of your negative space I tell it not to be so damn naive But when my brain agrees, oh, you better believe It's not lust, it's need And when I try to swallow, the feeling devours me It's not lust it's need There's no heart in my place I have no breathing space Took the flower from the vase Left the vase in case I will catch my breath along with your caress I'll wear that yellow dress till there's nothing left One, two, three, four I, I, I, I don't care if I'm alone Your shadow don't haunt me no more You were the calm before my storm You will be forevermore Forevermore Forevermore