How Your Heart Is Wired Lyrics - Blue Lights On The Runway - Bell X1

My tongue is scailing the North face of your neck 

And we're glaring like warriors but, 

I've a feelin' you won't look at me that way in the morning 

'cause lately you seem less sure of this thing 

You're like Bambi on Ice 

And there's something in the flash of your arms 

A certain longing 

Kick the can I can't see you now behind that temper and ire 

Mister wolf knows what time it is 

He says it's dinner time 

I don't know what you're carrying or how you're heart is wired 

But there's a dangerous ticking. 

I cut the red one, No, the Blue one 

I cut the red one, 

I cut the blue one 

Raking over the embers and what I come across? 

Is that you, combing your hair? 

Is that me, eating an egg? 

And are we there 

Like John Boy said? 

My tongue is scaling the North face of your neck 

And we're glaring like warriors but, 

I've a feelin' you won't look at me that way 

I've a feelin' you won't look at me that way 

I've a feelin' you won't look at me that way 

In the morning. 

Is this how it goes, 

In these, the final throws?