Tight Wire And Cold Hands And he finds himselfwaking up in
different bed, in a different bed
With a crook in his neck and sleep in his eyes
he turns to sigh, he turns to sigh
He's running too fast to know how fa
he slid away, he slid away
It's one step over the ledge, you'r
fading fast into dead end
and tell me why you stand with tigh
wire and cold hands.