Tekstovi: Sheila Nicholls. The Moth And The Streetlight.

I knew, I was, treading water
And your baggage floated all around
There were no lifeboats, should I grab a suitcase?
It was sink or swim to higher ground
An' I stretch between, telling you everything
And nothing at all

Delilah saw the yellow flowers before us
Just in case you didn't know
They rooted for me because I wore their colors
Told me not to linger, just grow
I'm glad us girls could get over Salem
Not divide each other not watch each other fall

I deliver what I want you to see
Just like you have always done for me
But this can never be a war
The object of this game is to leave with an equal score

And the moth and the streetlight were in their infinite tease
And Icarus shouted down from the clouds and the trees
Well, he tried to warn them both
Be careful of the fire, be careful of the air
For he will never tire and she is rarely fair

Love's not the illusion of desire, still he tried to break their stare
"What choices will you make?", he said with failure in his smile
I'm sure this beauty's fake, I'm sure this love is vile

But the moth just saw the fire, beautiful fire
Kept her warm and was fuel for her dance
The lamp marveled as she swam through the air
Is that something, was that something? Maybe something there
When you leave, I can feel you slide away
That's just fine, guess you were never meant to stay