Trip Through Your Wires

(альбом: The Joshua Tree - 1987)

In the distance, she saw me coming round
I was calling out, I was calling out
Still shaking, still in pain
You put me back together again
I was cold and you clothed me, honey
I was down, and you lifted me, honey

Angel, angel or devil?
I was thirsty
And you wet my lips
You, I'm waiting for you
You, you set my desire
I trip through your wires

I was broken, bent out of shape
I was naked in the clothes you made
Lips were dry, throat like rust
You gave me shelter from the heat and the dust
No more water in the well
No more water, water

Angel, angel or devil?
I was thirsty
And you wet my lips
You, I'm waiting for you
You, you set my desire
I trip through your wires

Oh I need, oh I need
Oh I need, oh I need it
Oh I need, oh I need
All I need, yeah, yeah!

Thunder, thunder on the mountain
There's a raincloud
In the desert sky
In the distance
She saw me coming round
I was calling out
I was calling out