I know you're out there Working for the chanse To get a hold of me With your winter touch But I know what to do When you run me through I'm gonna sit right down And wait out your sting Can you tell me what it is In this glass I'm drinking from? How can you tell what it is If wine is the only thing you've had This is bad, bad water Yeah, I can sense you know Icing up my cares And I can feel your touch Running through my hair Yeah, I know what you are Cause you've been here before And I know your desires I'm not afraid no more Today I'm glad So glad that you're here Cause I know that tomorrow When you fade away Then I'll be smiling At every little thing I see At the things I just couldn't see The day before yesterday