I got a deal with the digger An iron-lung dragon he is He hides behind corners And whistling He trades your soul for a kiss I've learned what the losing end is I didn't read his contract As well as I should I had to flee in the desert And in sorrow you stood
No farewell letters Which I should have left behind And my advice to you is Do it better Oh please at least just try
And I guess you know We could create A brand new desire And I hope you know That I would wait A whole night outside in the cold rain
