Ένα συναισθηματικό τραγούδι του Joe Jackson από το Volume 4 των early ‘00s, ένα από τα μετρημένα στα δάχτυλα άλμπουμ του με την Joe Jackson Band.
A sentimental song by Joe Jackson, from early ‘00s Volume 4, one of the few albums he’s released with Joe Jackson Band.

I’ve got some walls around me, too
But they’re not much compared to your house
Fifty feet high with barbed wire, guards on the top
Aiming rifles at your lovers one by one and friends, too
I’ve come with hands above my head
I’m damned if I’ll try to break your door down
If you ever come out just call me, I’ll still be armed
With the memory of one evening when you smiled at something
Sadness spreads like a black stain
But I know by now that’s not all there is
There’s a blue flame inside of you so beautiful and rare
And love’s not something you decide to do
You’d be so hard to love if love was not just there
You tell me women get you down
And as for men, they’re all bastards
I wonder what world you call home and I wish I could learn
Their language, just enough to make you laugh just one time
Yes, it was nice to see you, too
Although I’m never sure you mean it
I pick up the tab and you won’t thank me, not that I mind
But in my dreams it’s all so different, we even kiss, imagine this
Bitterness is a black hole
But you know by now you got more to give
There’s a blue flame inside of you so beautiful and rare
And love’s not something you decide to do
You’d be so hard to love if love was not just there
Impossible to love
If love was not for some strange reason there