THIS STRANGE OBSESSION BE THAT A LESSON MEANS ONLY ONE THING TO ME THIS SIDE OF MIDNIGHT YOU’LL CLING TO SHEEER LIFE I’LL HOLD YOU SO TIGHT TO ME I’D KNOW THAT VOICE ANYWHERE IT’S SO FAMILIAR I HAVE MADE MY CHOICE THOUGH WE ARE PERFECT STRANGERS YOUR VOICE IS LIKE OUR MAKER’S YOU CUT A SHAPE SO CLOSE IT SHARPENS DANGER CUTS LIKE A KNIFE REVALS A MAN WHO’S STRANGER IT’S TURNED PARTICULARLY COLD I FEEL THE HAND OF SOMEONE I’VE KNOWN WHO SAID THE SAME THINGS TO ME AND USED TO DO THE SAME THING TO ME YOU CUT A SHAPE SO CLOSE IT SHARPENS DANGER CUTS LIKE A KNIFE REVEALS A MAN WHO’S STRANGER