He seemed so happy with his delicate hand   But all he needed was some fresh air   She seemed so happy with her delicate eyes   But all she needed was some drive      Standing on the edge, she goes into her head   If he could just reach out   And cut this flame   He'd be okay, he'd be alright      He plays this game like he's done it before   With open hands and with a step backwards   She plays this game like she's done it before   With open lips and with a sour face and      Standing on the edge, she goes into her head   If he could just reach out   And cut this flame   He'd be okay, he'd be alright      And he seemed so delicate   But all she needed was some time and      Standing on the edge, she goes into her head   If he could just reach out   And cut this flame   He'd be okay, he'd be alright      He cannot call for what he did last night   On rainy days he is the last one there   She cannot wait for the telephone to ring   On sunny days, she is the first one to tan      Standing on the edge   She goes back up into her head   If he could just reach out and cut this flame   He'd be okay, he'd be alright