There is a cure for the ill in me There's no luck no chance About who I'm supposed to be The wind blows pure It's gotta come from somewhere Against this grain I've never been so sure That there is a cure I want inside of me I twist and pull I will never be an island A subject I am Won't you be mine too I always knew I'd have to come And lay my body down In front of you
There is a point around which we revolve Do you get the sense that something's about to fall Well we dance so pure We gotta start from somewhere Against this grind I've never been so sure That there is a cure I want inside of me
I twist and pull I will never be an island A subject I am Won't you be mine too I always knew I'd have to come And lay my body down In front of you