Quicksand

I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand

I'm the obsessor
Holding your hand
It seems you have forgotten
About your man
Alone in the darkness
My bed's a different land
Your touch intensifies
And I'm in a quicksand

I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand

You're the upsetter
Stroking my hand
What's my position?
I don't understand
Am I a position?
Am I in demand?
Oh where you've drawn me
I'm in a quicksand

I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand
I'm in a quicksand