Looks could cut

The giver is the reciever But what is living if the flower never blooms What is diving but ever so soon If I restarted but you cave in Only together, bounded within [Chorus] Just to dance around in misty swirling love Spin round the barrel of your dangerous, hypnotic stuff I want to swallow the juice of the wanting willing grasp Spike the taste of the willing Endless breath and gasp of must, and boundless will If looks could cut-- and kill I am a sphere I am non-directional I am without a purpose I am non-correctional Point me the way, I cannot see I cannot leap, I cannot breath I cannot live without you. [Chorus] Just to dance around in misty swirling love Spin round the barrel of your dangerous, hypnotic stuff I want to swallow the juice of the wanting willing grasp Spike the taste of the willing Endless breath and gasp of must, and boundless will If looks could cut-- and kill