| You've been singing on my tape, | |
| Sleeping under lock and key, | |
| Kissing on the fire escape. | |
| Rock of ages cleft for me. | |
| And the room is picking up my cues. | |
| It spins and waits to see if you'll talk (talk talk...) to me. | |
| It's okay, pull me under all the way (all the way). | |
| On the other side of town, | |
| Your're sleeping through the fire alarms. | |
| I could watch this city drown | |
| From your everlasting arms. | |
| We could row against the undertow, | |
| There's nothing here to see til you talk (talk talk...) to me. | |
| Talk talk talk talk talk talk to me. | |
| It's okay, pull me under all the way (all the way). (x2) | |
| The sky is falling everywhere, | |
| But you don't have to be afraid. | |
| It's just bombs bursting in mid air | |
| For the Independence Day Parade. | |
| And the stars faster than muscle cars | |
| Are racing here to see if you'll talk (talk talk...) to me. | |
| Talk talk talk talk talk talk to me. | |
| It's okay, pull me under all the way (all the way). (x5) |