Quicksand

I'm the obsessor

Holding your hand

It seems you have forgotten

About your man

Alone in the darkness

My bed's a different land

Your touch intensifies

And I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

You're the upsettor

Stroking my hand

What's my position?

I don't understand

Am I your possession?

Am I in demand?

Oh when you turn to me

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

You, you moved into my mind again oh

You, walking around and free oh

Oh I could let you stay

But I'm walking on broken ground again

Oh, oh when will I learn?

All you do is push me back in the dark

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand