C It Thru

Breathing humid in my ear You said "I wish I could have you right here" You know I won't take you home Tonight's dreams are for me alone And no I won't come with you It's late and there's something I've got to do Push-delay together here I will hold you where the rules are clear I like the brick behind your head Can't rough my knuckles up in bed I like the dirt beneath our feet And I will track some back with me And know that I want it, too Just not bad enough to see it through