Prisoners of ourselves   Desperate little elves   We hide inside a tree   And wear a beard of bees      But do you know that when   You're here with me   That's the only time that I feel free      So wrap me in your skin   A holiday of sin   We'll take it when we can   There is no master plan      But do you know that when   You're here with me   That's the only time that I feel free      And everything is true   If we think it through   Or maybe it's a lie   We'll find out when we die      But do you know that when   You're here with me   That's the only time that I feel free