Wrestler

It turns out I have a book of matches
Right here in my pocket
And you had climbed down a well
You must've been waiting there for me
But I want to light it
Will you let me light it?

I can see you right across
I'm sure that I know where you're sleeping
My heart is the color it makes
When buildings reflect on the water
My heart is a building
And you are the ceiling

I like it when there is hardly any light
And the morning is fighting in my eyes
I'll wrestle you in
I'll wrestle you in every thought
I'll wrestle you in
I'll wrestle you in every thought

Turns out water is clear
As soon as you stop to catch it
It turns out I do not fly
Because my wings are elastic
And they bring me back here back across the water
They bring me back here across the water

I like it when there are hardly any lights
And the morning is fighting in my eyes
I'll wrestle you in
I'll wrestle you into every thought
I'll wrestle you in
I'll wrestle you into every thought