verse 1: I've been the needle and the thread, Weaving figure eights and circles round your head, I've tried to laugh, but cry instead, Patiently wait to hear those words you've never said. Fumbling through your dresser drawer, Forgot what I was looking for, Try to guide me in the right direction; Making use of all this time, Keeping everything inside, Close my eyes, and listen to you crying. I'm lifting you up,I'm letting you down; I'm dancing till dawn, I'm fooling around. I'm not giving up, I'm making your love, This city's made us crazy, and we must get out. verse 2: "This is not goodbye," she said, "It is just time for me to rest my head." She does not walk, she runs instead, Down these jagged streets and into my bed, when I was Fumbling through your dresser drawer, Forgot what I was looking for, Try to guide me in the right direction; Making use of all this time, Keeping everything inside, Close my eyes, and listen to you crying. I'm lifting you up,I'm letting you down; I'm dancing till dawn, I'm fooling around. I'm not giving up, I'm making your love, This city's made us crazy, and we must get out. Bridge: There's only so much I can do for you, oh After all of the things you've put me through. I'm lifting you up,I'm letting you down; I'm dancing till dawn, I'm fooling around. I'm not giving up, I'm making your love, This city's made us crazy, and we must get out.