The hearts of mere acquaintances undo no pain to them But those who are close enough, I think, can make life but lose again And guess who's in a quandary to chance and now commit I wrestle the doubts to the ground unafraid The engine cries out: step on it! And tear yourself into the light I beg don't move any closer I'll cry Because that's close enough That's close enough to keep these eyes of mine dry. And armed with nought but shadows it's a dream to optimize When love's one foreign currency whose rates fail to surprise And love's rule's very fashion is a stranger to all hearts Yet no kinder style could make you smile Shake hands and laugh, but just for a while The question is burning inside Embers answer but never decide Just stop That's close enough, that's close enough to keep these eyes of mine dry.