Close and yet so far away 
I cannot help but wonder 
Who you really are 

Faking your way through the crowd 
With your crippled heart and soul 
I hope that you get well someday 

Secrets seeks within your soul 
For some kind of redemption or a way to be told 
Shadows follow you around 
The names of countless lovers 
Lost to be found by you 

And you love it, don't you?
The hot fever of lust 
Yeah, you really love it, don't you? 
The sweet smell of love 


Take a walk with me to the end of the world 
I'm gonna be your favorite girl 
Say that you'll love me to the end of time 
Say that you'll be forever mine 

It's a wet hot summer 
It's the time of the year 
Such a wet hot summer 
The time when nothing is real "