Show
me my love/ every night
Touch
me tenderly / just right
Heighten
my senses / delight
Love
me / till morning’s bright light
I
used to wonder/ we used to talk
Talk
we thought/ was only talk
I
used to ask you/ and u used to sigh
Not
knowing/ what’s in your mind
You
used words/ or u would cry
Words
can sometimes/ make you die…
‘Tell
me my love / will you die
But
then I guess / so will I
Who
goes first ? / + Who will
cry?
Why
do people/ have to die?’
Why
do skies / cry every night?
Why
won’t my eyes / see the light?
I
am blind / but I am still right
Why
did my love / have to die?
In
the / innocence of child
I
see
In
our child’s/ tender soft touch
I
feel you/ I long to clutch
The
memory/ that you’ve become
We
were two, now I am one.