Quicksand

I found the printed circuit that you call a heart
I traced it through the static last night in the dark
I feel I'm in danger I should run-a-way
Girl it's not safe when you look that-a-way
Quicksand
Oh girl you've got me sinking in
Oh girl you've got me sinking in
Quicksand

The headlights sweep across the ceiling of my room
Outside I can see the shadows cross the moon
I dreamed I was Jesus I dreamed I was lost
You came along and handed me a cross

Going down down down down down
Going down down down down down

I found a box of wires running to my heart
Well I flipped a switch to see what I could start
The wires started smoking my fingers did the same
I began tracing the letters of your name