H - The Deep Water

You are the deep waterYou are the thin iceThe edge
of the high cliffAnd the November firesYou are my church
bellsAnd the silent early hoursYou are the ghost I
hearEcho in the half-lightEcstacy and heart failureTrembling
and pounding in the magic spellYou are my wild flower
and my wishing wellThe spinning cut crystal above my
bedthat dazzles and jabs meIndigo blue and postbox
redI run away and away and away from you and everyoneBut
you hide in all the places I try to hideI make believe
I make excuses I make funBut you hide in all the places
I try to hideOh my loveI know what I amA lost causeSelfish
beyond forgivenessOh my heartKnows what I amA lost
causeHopelessBut can you knowHow my heart knows youThe
shallow water running from the deep waterRunning dry