Your eyes have grown tired ofnHunting for the fox and the owlnFor smooth stonesnAnd a safe place to hidenIn the hills is near your homennNow you walk with bare feet through the wet sandnAnd a boy sees you and comes running over nAnd stands for forty seashells awaynWanting to walk on waternTo turn you onnBut you don't pay any attention at allnAs the world rises and fallsnnNow you have a woman's shapenThunderbolts in your fingertipsnHe has his eyes pinned on younBe careful, he has whips and chainsnAnd he plays ancient gamesnOver anyone standing in his waynHe can change the color of the skynIf he wants tonBut its only magic use to himnCause you won't be easily takennOr he won't remember you at allnAs the world rises and fallsnnI tried to tell you not to love himnStrongly as you didnYou'll go out again somedaynBut you won't forget him for a long timenHe tore the mask off your facenAnd then put you downnAnd made you want himnMore than anyone beforenAnd then he walked awaynAnd you don't hear from him at all