Devil’s Bed Daniel Lanois

I thought of you in blue and red
I thought of you when you were playing
I thought of you in my bed
You were there, bound and chained

I thought of you there next to me
Wearing your pretty face
I thought of everything you could be
Sleeping in the devil's bed

I looked at you when lights were low
And I payed for what I had
I looked at you way down below
Till I felt I was going mad

I think of you when I tell myself
And the fever rises high
I think of you and I get what's comin'
Sleeping in the devil's bed

I thought of you up there on the ladder
I thought of you when I heard the news
I thought of you and it didn't matter
If I accepted, you'll refuse

I wanted you and I wanted more
I wanted everything
I wanted what I couldn't get (give?)
Sleeping in the devil's bed
In the devil's bed