If only you were here

I wish that you were here,
to twist the knife inside my wounds
and be both the devil and the deep blue sea -
to you I sold and in you I sunk my soul.

And yet it's all forgiven now;
I'd give in and give away again,
if only you could be here. You,
your cigarettes, your eyes and hair
wherever I go, you're everywhere.

Life with you was no life;
some sort of paradise, in other words -
so if only you were there,
to drag me out of here.