Come sail your ships around me
and burn your bridges down
we make a little history baby
everytime you come around
come loose your dogs upon me
and let your hair hang down
you are a little mystery to me
Everytime you come around.
We talk about it all night long
we define our moral ground
but when I crawl into your arms
everything comes tumbling down.
Come sail your ships around me
and burn your bridges down
we make a little history baby
everytime you come around