Tourniquet

Your heart glows in the dark
Like a jewel made out of paste
You always seem to meet me with a blindfold on
Each night we spent in chains
In a soft cage without a key
Trying to recall that first light of desire

Turn away from the light
Fading across the dunes of midnight
Each alone each night
You walk that black forest of streets
Like a magnet pulling me back in time
When I wrote, I wrote to a stranger
I can't recall the place or the time

Your heart glows in the dark
Like a jewel made out of paste
You always seem to meet me with a blindfold on
Each night we spent in chains
In a soft cage without a key
Trying to recall that first light
That first light