The newcomer arrives
Possession and guilt in his face
Apologises to the customs man
For the gaping hole in his suitcase
Says Ive seen where promises are made
Ive seen how people are undone
Its always done
Man to man
One to one

Im ditching an empty suitcase
Ive been in storytown
Ive been swimming in poisons
Been slowing up and down
Ive known the eeriest wounds
The souls long quarantine
When no rewards remain
No one and nothing comes clean
Ive been blown about for years
On my way to you
Ive been blown about for years
On my way to you
And I still turn to love
I want to burn again
And I still turn to love

In a room
Where arrangements are made for success
You try to say that you possess me
By your caress
I met your lover yesterday
Wearing some things I left at your place
Singing a song that means a lot to me
Ive known a certain grace

Ive been blown about for years

On my way to you ..
And I still turn to love

Im still turning
I want to burn again

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