Wasted days, I’m caught up in the fruitless chase    Wanting more than anything that’s come before    And I wish I didn’t have to choose    When I know there is so much to lose       Cruel desires blind me to the simple things    Lost in fires of passionate imaginings    Cruel desires blind me to the simple things    Lost in fires of passionate imaginings       Simple things, simple things       Holding out, feeling that it just might come    Cursing doubt that keeps you from the perfect one    And I wish I didn’t have to choose    When I know there is so much to lose       Cruel desires blind me to the simple things    Lost in fires of passionate imaginings    Cruel desires blind me to the simple things    Lost in fires of passionate imaginings          Simple things, simple things       I’m torn between what I know and what I dream