oh oh oh oh
if you fall into my arms
I will keep you falling
and if you break down in my doorway
I will sleep with you there
and if you cry out in the dark
I will hear you calling
and if you are cold and wounded
I will shiver at your side
at your side
I could be yours if you write me a
letter
I could be yours if you see me in the
street
I could be sometime always or never
I could be all of the things you'd ask
of me
you'd ask of me
if you are tired and trembling
I will hold you in your bed
and if you're consumed by a red rage
I will stroke your matted head
and if you are chased by a nightmare
I will dive into your dreams
and if you are followed by old ghosts
I will watch them till they leave, till they
leave
I could be yours if you write me a
letter
I could be yours if you see me in the
street
I could be sometime always or never
I could be all of the things you'd ask
of me
but how, how do I go
if your heart, won't let me know
and how, how can I be
if your eyes still let me see
and where, where can I run
if your legs still hold me up
and who, who can I be
if your lungs still help me breath...

SO BLUE