Well, I guess you have some things to say

Though I don't know what they are

But if you just keep pushing me away

Then we won't get very far

 

I wish I had you here beside me

So I could look into your eyes

But the fact is that you're far away

And we live on telephone lines

 

Like a dog that's injured

You run away and hide

I can sense the fear you're feeling

But that's no way to share our lives

 

So I sit here waiting

Twisting in the wind

Looking for my own protection

So you can't shut me out again

 

If you want me inside you

Then you have to let me in

Because we can't get any closer

While I'm twisting in the wind