I dreamt last night

that you were seeing another

And now I wonder if there's

any truth in it

Whatever I dream

I should not bother

'cos the amount of truth

is not a bit



Darker and later

This is blood

Darker and later

This is blood



I woke up when

you were talking to me

I thought I had a rope

Around my neck

Your cold hands are

where they should not be

I can't enjoy them

creeping up my back



I believe in a small affair

That we can live and die for

It's not too late

I believe in moments that

We can live and die for

I'm where you are



You're not seeing another

You're not seeing another