You get the call on the message machine. Its 2 amit better be important. Her powers out, its a sleep-walk cross town. Rains coming down, shes got candlelight and blankets. Is this an act between friends? One step forward, two steps back again. If you knew the art of distance, Would youlay in your bed Or take a cab across town? You know its raining right now. You crave her skin, well, You crave its resistance. When you wake up in the morning And shes asking for time, You give in. Shes the queen of light and candles. You give in, you always were a sucker For a scandal. You ring her bell, She buzzes you in. Brush off the rain, You give her the umbrella When she comes to you, Wrapped in her sheets. Is she beautiful? How you gonna tell her? When the touch begins, You cradle her face. Is this the betrayal of a friend?