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
