I could hear it then
When it fell like this
It would touch your face
Like a kiss from someone
As big as the biggest wildest Christmas tree
Stood outside and says :
Look at me, have
Silver bells on my fingers
Make me look prettier than this
Make me look prettier than this
There was nothing I could say to the
Fourteen people that would go
If I'd give you a finger each
It's still four of you that wanted something
And say
There's nothing I could give you at the moment
Except the sound of the sea
Except the sound...
Except the sound...

Just wait for me like you always wait
Behind the foot of the stairs
And then go this small so sick when you love
Like I never go dead
I get so sick when I love
If I could just walk once
And your hand goes near
Then I say "don't" once
I hold you once
Play much mellow fear
Then watch it all go by
Like watching you crushed by night
When the moon just passes
Once she says : "What time is it ?"
-What fucking difference does it make ?
When the sun comes up it's too
Early to make any sound
Like he says
Before
Just went to see, hide
Behind that door
That still waiting
Before to __ you
Anyway up than this
Anyway up than this

There's nothing left but faith