Fall in Love

I knew this man, he had some kind of fatal affliction
Each day, a tiny particle, a small drop of his soul, leaked or escaped into the air
Out beyond the insipid gray sky and into dead space
The paranormal specialist could find no way to plug the tiny perforations
Which dripped his spirit behind him as he went on down the highway

Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)
Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)

It was attributed to hashish and opium addiction, excessive womanizing
Lashings of money and flattery, and a charmed, but not charming life
Who can describe the agony of this gradual soul depletion?
Too cowardly to take his own life, he roamed the cafés and cabarets
Searching out other wretches who shared his most hideous malady
And they spent their days in sophistry and idle banter
As their essence oozed, and the void moved ever closer

Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)
Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)

Fred, the man, charlatan bastard, poor piteous and doomed puppet
Immersed himself in these vices, but this only exacerbated his demise more rapidly
Eventually he could derive pleasure from nothing
The most lurid pornography or the most holy scriptures
Failed to arouse him from his stupor, his boredom
Great cities, or the endless beautiful plains stretched out before his jaded gaze
And disappeared into the nothingness of his feeling

Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)
Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)

Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)
Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)

Fall in love with me (oo-oo-oo-ooh)
Fall in love with me (It's not impossible)
Fall in love with me...