Exhale...

and when you're tired
you'll take that walk back home
take off that mask
close your eyes
and feel the blood
coursing through your tired veins
and the ache deep within
weary from all of life
weary of all people
weary of all the conversation
the messages, the mails, the calls

and when you'll come back
there's a bed
there's a lampshade
soft glow on the walls
flowers on the table
and some music that you want
your private haven
where you wont need noone

and you will just let go
and live...

Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)
Fire (she's comin' down on her own, now)

- The One I Love
R.E.M