Student, why do you dream of me When you dream of your acre of trees? It was agreed, I came to burn leaves It's all I ever claimed to do A plowman I'll never grow into My arms miss you, My hands miss you The stars sing, I've got their song in my head Ah Blue, in the broad light of day Your claws snag on my face Say it: I wish we were naked And I wish that I could take it When you turn on me I don't want my words twisted I don't want you to listen too closely Or wait for me impatiently And I hope I can keep seeing you As long as you don't say you're Falling in love Crave translates into slave No one can harness the rain And I can make myself into rain You'll feel me on your cheek And on your sleeve I can feel you about to forget