The city lights are beckoning Their sirens softly call All the fantasists and fetishist Are preparing for  their ball We?ve been stuck here on the  doorstep      With nothing to forsake But we might as well    be anyone?s to take      So I give myself to  strangers Like I gave myself to you        The tenderness I felt  has been replaced By something new And in the ending I can vaguely hear An outline  of  your call But it might as well  be any words at all Every memory is sailing To the kingdom of your  soul       As you patiently await I lose my sense of  self-control For you were the lighthouse to my broken boat But I  left you behind Now I might as well  be anyone?s to find Now I might as well be anyone?s to find