Cm
The city lights are beckoning
D#
Their sirens softly call
Cm
All the fantasists and fetishist
D# G#
Are preparing for their ball
D# Fm
We’ve been stuck here on the doorstep
D#
With nothing to forsake
Fm
But we might as well
Cm
be anyone’s to take
G# Cm
D#
So I give myself to strangers
Cm
Like I gave myself to you
D#
The tenderness I felt has been replaced
By something new
Fm
And in the ending I can vaguely hear
D# Fm
An outline of your call
Cm
But it might as well be any words at all
G#
Cm
Every memory is sailing
D# Cm
To the kingdom of your soul
As you patiently await
D# Fm
I lose my sense of self-control
For you were the lighthouse to my broken boat
D# Fm
But I left you behind
Cm
Now I might as well be anyone’s to find
Now I might as well be anyone’s to find
