She's into superstitions black cats and voodoo dolls. I feel a premonition that girl's gonna make me fall. She's into new sensations new kicks in the candle light. She's got a new addiction for every day and night. She'll make you take you…

Lying in my bed I hear the clock tick, And think of you Caught up in circles confusion-- Is nothing new Flashback--warm nights-- Almost left behind Suitcases of memories, Time after timeSometimes you picture me-- I'm walking too far ahead …