I'm the obsessor   Holding your hand   It seems you have forgotten   About your man   Alone in the darkness   My bed's a different land   Your touch intensifies      And I'm in the quicksand   I'm in the quicksand   I'm in the quicksand      You're the upsettor   Stroking my hand   What's my position?   I don't understand   Am I your possession?   Am I in demand?   Oh when you turn to me      I'm in the quicksand   I'm in the quicksand   I'm in the quicksand      You, you moved into my mind again oh   You, walking around and free oh   Oh I could let you stay   But I'm walking on broken ground again   Oh, oh when will I learn?   All you do is push me back in the dark      I'm in the quicksand   I'm in the quicksand   I'm in the quicksand   I'm in the quicksand   I'm in the quicksand