We die in proportion to the words that we fling around. Make me your king baby make me your clown. Talk to me baby tell me the thing that i want to hear. talk to me now and make the whole world disappear Talk to me baby, talk to me baby. talk to me now. Poetry is a dead end dont try to give it a rhyme. Or even a reason just please please be mine. Talk to me baby, talk to me baby. talk to me now This world will take everything from us forbid us of everything. Talk me through all this sadness living bring. And im gunna give ya every living thing ya want. Tell me ya like it. Talk to me baby, talk to me baby. Talk to me now. im gonna live in your sweet language not in no country or a place. When you talk that talk to me baby im in the state of grace. beautiful people they look a lot like me and you. just you and me baby tell me all the things that we gunna do.