i'm watching you become a man   well how does it feel to be living   this wild enchanting dragon-whipping      you stepped into my better life   without a seam out of place and i wondered   when you'd struggle from your neatly   pleated covers      'cause i saw you in my life in the end   for better or best   you would be my man...   ahhh      i wanna throw you up against the hard white wall   and make you mine, and make you mine   but there is time i must be gentle with   this rare chance-taking wonder-child      make it through the jungle and i'll meet you on   the other side      'cause there was magic in our dancing tonight   for better or best   you would be my man...   ahhh      ...man, don't you want to dance   to the swing of the bach courante   to the sway of the leaving trains   to the swish of your lash, I cry   to the soar of the shadows   to the hustle of chance   to the mystery in our hands      'cause you've been moving through my wintery night   for a long time   and snow has fallen at our feet   we watched the tracks of blood disappear   and you you you you stood by me      so we go on leaving nothing behind   leaving nothing behind   you would be my man   ahhh      the hard white wall   up against the hard white wall   you're my hard white wall