Vision Adrift

"Don't you feel lost?" was the line you used
 "Lost," I replied, "is not the word that I'd choose
 Adrift, perhaps, is more akin
 To the state of mind you'd find within"
 Propelled by winds and powered by steam
 'Cause I'm white-hot flying through your slipstream
 Molten will and core of fission
 You, my only vision
 My only
 My only
 My only
 To touch your skin with my lips
 I'd throw the whole world into full eclipse
 And, if the devil's work is to burn for you
 I'll be sure to serve him true
 Propelled by winds and powered by steam
 'Cause I'm white-hot flying through your slipstream
 Molten will and core of fission
 You, my only vision
 My only
 My only
 My only
 No, it's not mortal attraction
 My mind's driven to distraction
 Yearning for the call to action
 But am I gaining any traction
 What would give you satisfaction
 All I want is your reaction
 My moves forward, can you sanction
 Or did I get carried away
 Carried away
 Propelled by winds and powered by steam
 'Cause I'm white-hot flying through your slipstream
 Molten will and core of fission
 You, my only vision
 My only
 My only
 My only