Trip through your wires

In the distance

She saw me coming round

I was calling out

I was calling out

Still shaking, still in pain

You put me back together again

I was cold and you clothed me honey

I was down and you lifted me honey

Angel, angel or devil

I was thirsty

And you wet my lips

You, I’m waiting for you

You, you set my desire

I trip through your wires

I was broken, bent out of shape

I was naked in the clothes you made

My lips were dry, throat like rust

You gave me shelter

From the heat and the dust

There’s no more water in the well

No more water in the well

Angel, angel or devil

I was thirsty

And you wet my lips

You, I’m waiting for you

You, you set my desire

I trip through your wires

Thunder, thunder on the mountain

There’s a raincloud in the desert sky

In the distance, she saw me coming round

I was calling out, I was calling out