Quicksand

I'm the obsessor holdin' your hand

It seems you have forgotten about your man

Alone in the darkness my bed's a different land

Your touch intensifies and I'm in the quicksandI'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksandYou're the upsettor stroking my hand

What's my position, I don't understand?

Am I your possession, am I in demand?

Oh, when you turn to me I'm in the quicksandI'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksandYou, you moved into my mind again, oh

You walking around and free, oh

Oh, I could let you stay but I'm walking on broken ground again

Oh, oh, when will I learn all you do is push me back in the dark?I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand

I'm in the quicksand