i'm watching you
become a man
well how does it feel
to be living
this wild enchanting
dragon-whipping
you stepped into
my better life
without a seam
out of place
and i wondered
when you'd struggle
from your neatly
pleated covers
'cause i saw you
in my life in the end
for better or best
you would be my man...
ahhh
i wanna throw you up
against the hard white wall
and make you mine,
and make you mine
but there is time
i must be gentle with
this rare chance-taking
wonder-child
make it through the jungle
and i'll meet you on
the other side
'cause there was magic
in our dancing tonight
for better or best
you would be my man...
ahhh
man, don't you want to dance
to the swing of the bach courante
to the sway of the leaving trains
to the swish of your lash, I cry
to the soar of the shadows
to the hustle of chance
to the mystery in our hands
'cause you've been moving
through my wintery night
for a long time
and snow has fallen at our feet
we watched the tracks
of blood disappear
and you you you you stood by me
so we go on
leaving nothing behind
leaving nothing behind
you would be my man
ahhh
the hard white wall
up against the hard white wall
you're my hard white wall
