We're damaged people
Drawn together
By subtleties that we are not awareof
Disturbed souls
Playing out forever
These games that we once thoughtwe would be scared of

When you're in my arms
The world makessense
There is no pretence
And you're crying
When you're by myside
There is no defence
I forget to sense I'm dying

We're damagedpeople
Praying for something
That doesn't come from somewhere deep insideus 
Depraved souls
Trusting in the one thing 
The one thing that thislife has not denied us

When I feel the warmth of your very soul
Iforget I'm cold
And crying
When your lips touch mine
And I losecontrol
I forget I'm old
And dying