The cold became my friend
My excuse to hide myself again
In music, and Ziggy became my brother
When you found me I sat helpless at a table
I who just fell to an incomprehensible earth
You became my saviour, so incomprehensibly great
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
You were never scared
Of those who called me a harm already done
You are the music, and Ziggy he understood
That I who was always mute, needed words
I who hesitate, I who never dared to believe
That I had something, so incomprehensibly great
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
A wonder that you see me
That you still see me
A wonder that you see me
As someone who can give you something
That would make you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine
That you want to be mine