There's others home waiting while we slip around.
The wrong that we're doing, seems right to the wine.
When we part tonight dear, can I draw the line?
Chorus:
Can I draw the line? Can I ever win?
And tempted to come back, to fool me again.
I'm trying to treat you, like an old friend of mine.
But with heaven so near me, can I draw the line?
We're drawn like the moth that seeks out the flame.
Our lips craving kisses, that bring others shame.
There must be an ending, a place and a time.
With your arms around me, can I draw the line?
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