Holding hands in the green hospital bed
Put you here when my heart started to freak
I'm afraid I could be close to an end
But you are near me

In the newest operation room in town
They gave me all the morphine that I want 
And anxious I may [bad word] back to you
But you are afraid too

When they took away my Wolff-Parkinson-White 
They forgot to burn a pathway to my heart 
The surgeon could tell me I'm all right
But I'm still loving you

I'm a wolf who's walking at night
In the words underneath the bright white light
I might pray that I want no other fight
Just your body

Pre-excitation syndrome
Extra electric chrome connection fit 
Rapid hard rate, palpitations
I only disease?

Will you give your body to my science?
Will you let it recover in my arms?
Will you refuse to find elevation
Between your heart and mind?