Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams   For what it's worth   Jasmine's taste grows deeper than the ocean or her dreams   For what it's worth      Volatile she wants your fear   She's old, old before her years      Jasmine's taste conspires to dignify her harmful ways   For what that's worth   Jasmine's taste backfires if you refuse to play those games   For all they're worth      Insecure she feeds her thoughts and needs   With images and dreams      Take me up   Take me up to your heaven   And shower me with your light   Take me down   Take me down to your torment   Uncover me with your fire      Jasmine's taste can stretch beyond the depths of your desire   To your dismay   Jasmine's taste delights in all the intricate designs   of disarray      Take me up   Take me up to your heaven   And shower me with your light   Take me down   Take me down to your torment   Uncover me with your fire      Time will only push her strengths   To extraordinary lengths   She''ll trade secure for misery   And innocence for ecstasy   She sees herself and cries      Take me up   Take me up to your heaven   And shower me with your light   Take me down   Take me down to your torment   Uncover me with your fire