Marty Willson - Fear

I shatter I regret
I recover my senses
I take a cigarette
I stumble I'm saved
I collapse into the arms of you.
I shiver I'm awake
Our fingertips touch
I can't wait
I kiss you I do it blindly
If it wasn't for the look in
your eyes
I'd believe that everything you
were saying is true.
I'm an actor your're a fool
Like a road with a bridge
We are waiting for love
in the cold
But our fear