This sounds like, perhaps, a prostitute's perspective of her work or maybe an emotionally jaded and consequently distant individual- who craves for some type of attention, but is too afraid of being vulnerable.
"I am the blank page before you
I am the fine idea you crave"...
"I don't have a skin like you do
To keep it all in like you do
I don't have a soul like you
The only one I have
Is the one I stole from you"
Is the conforming of herself so that she will be accepted by the listener- too afraid of letting her own self be known so as not to face rejection.
Yet she pleads for the listener to "stay awake" with her and to come and find her...
This sounds like, perhaps, a prostitute's perspective of her work or maybe an emotionally jaded and consequently distant individual- who craves for some type of attention, but is too afraid of being vulnerable. "I am the blank page before you I am the fine idea you crave"... "I don't have a skin like you do To keep it all in like you do I don't have a soul like you The only one I have Is the one I stole from you" Is the conforming of herself so that she will be accepted by the listener- too afraid of letting her own self be known so as not to face rejection. Yet she pleads for the listener to "stay awake" with her and to come and find her...
All in all, a gripping song.