I need a mirror
In the eyes of a man.
I need no protection
From my bullet-proof plan.
Ive got a ticket
For all that I lack.
You might think that Im gone for good
But I know that Im coming back.
Sit at my table
Sip from my bowl.
Feel like I know you now
And I will do until I get old.
You might not see me
But trust that Ill stay.
But theres no sense in traveling
If weve already been that way.
Night is a matter
Hidden in grass
Bite like a light
Depends on the ways
To see how long it lasts
But you know better
You stand your ground
Might just sting a little
But she knows youre sticking around
The beauty of uncertainty...
Ooh...
Ah, ooh...