| It seems like we |
| Like to be living dangerously |
| Our heart sings a temporary lie |
| It seems like her |
| Madness could be endlessly |
| Her love is a temporary high |
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| And you're running to the shore |
| Howling at the waves |
| Howling back at you |
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| When you're ahead she's coming after |
| And when you run she's running faster |
| And when she loves you better hope her love is not |
| A temporary high |
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| Your body was warm |
| When she was cold you would long for love |
| Her storm was a temporary light |
| And I guess you froze |
| When the storm blew away her clothes |
| And you never got warm again |
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| Your hands as blue as ice |
| You reached towards the sky |
| Reaching back at you |
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| When you're ahead she's coming after |
| And when you run she's running faster |
| And when she loves you better hope her love is not |
| A temporary high |
| And when you run she's running faster |
| And when she loves you better hope her love is not |
| A temporary high |
|
| Your hands as blue as ice |
| You reached towards the sky |
| Reaching back at you |
|
| When you're ahead she's coming after |
| And when you run she's running faster |
| And when she loves you better hope her love is not |
| A temporary high |
| And when you run she's running faster |
| And when she loves you better hope her love is not |
| A temporary high |