Sounds like someone likes Oingo Boingo. Or maybe that's just me.
With sand in my heart and clouds in my head
I thought about us both and the life we've led
From pages in a book and pictures on a screen
We make ourselves like clay from someone else's dream
One second you are cast just like stones at my feet
But I am not a king, please don't worship me
With everyone around telling us what to do
With deafening sound, whisper I love you
You're missing the whole point
You're not my little pet
Don't throw away your life
The game's not over yet
I do not own your soul
Don't want you in a cage
I only want your heart
To find a special place
(You're mine)
(Ooh, but you're not my slave, you're mine)
(Ooh, but you're not my slave, you're mine)
