The bell boy brings you coffee,
There are letters from every shore,
There are flowers of the season,
Heels are capsized by the door

You're well protected,
Cold as you must be to survive,
But I know somewhere behind your barricade,
There's a love that can be made

And in my blood
Your ghost is crying living tears
And I can't switch them off
Or turn them down or out

You are a night flower,
You bloom as I fade
And you drag me in deeper,
Behind your barricade
With the love that can be made,
Behind your barricade
Yes and how long can I stay?

And this addition of yourself,
You don't believe in anymore
We'll face the chat show at 830
And we'll freeze in the applause
Who am I to argue?
Here everybody must get paid
May you bloom forever,
Behind your barricade

Looking for a love that can be made,
Behind your barricade
Yes and how long can I stay,
Behind your barricade?
Where true arrows seldom stray