Paroles de From over here (to over there)

Help me, please.
Pull me through.
Hold me closer than i dare hold you.

Don't give up.
Draw me in.
Make me turn from my glowing screen to your glowing skin.

It's as if you were a kindly surgeon,
And i your patient, prone and numb.
I surrender like a wary virgin
To your fingers and your thumb
And your knife, that could either end or save my life.

You work so hard-
And i know it's not fair-
Getting me to come from over here to over there.

And i fail to see
Why you would even bother
For this cross between a needy child and an absent father.

But try, please try.
Please try.