She wanna go big, she wanna go long She wanna go where no one's gone Deep into the night, catch her in the screen light Wondering if she's getting it wrong, wrong She wants the real thing, lover that he could be If loving wasn't frightening Maybe she'd stop then, needing to forgive him Every time that he got it wrong, wrong, oh-oh Put your temple to mine We've got time, don't we? If only we knew how to get it any way at all ♪ Fear of the between, fear of the grand scheme Now is that really what you mean? Everyone's talking, and everyone's laughing 'Bout everybody getting it wrong, wrong, oh-oh Put your body to mine I'll be kind to it Can't tell you how to do this I can't tell you how to do anything at all