A slight urge to call you In the middle of the night Your sight has set me on fire but it's warmth without delight Since you were mine during that time The state you left me in felt strange for I was denied I find myself so blind But I didn't mind I remember the whispers, your 'sirens-advise' They brought a smile to your face that never reached your eyes When I took the fall and I was nursing my pride You felt great you'd left me 'dead' and denied I find myself so blind But I didn't mind Defeat is my greatest triumph Apologies are not due The clues you've left me Girl I wonder, did you know I knew that I'd be fine Cause I didn't mind