Tina Arena

Your arms are warm but they make me feel
As if they're made of cold cold steel
A simple kiss like a turnin' key
A little click and the lock's on me
Can't move my arms can't lift my hands
I won't admit to where I am
But I know baby I'm in chains
I'm in chains
I pretend I can always leave
Free to go whenever I please
But then the sound of my desperate calls
Echo off these dungeon walls
I've crossed the line from mad to sane
A thousand times and back again