-I cannot help you

When you come again

Lying in my hedgerow

Lying in my bed



And I wish I didn't love you

And I long - at your command -

And I wish I didn't love you

And I long to be not where I am



I cannot answer

Ten phone calls a day

Lies like a cancer

Spreading everywhere



I cannot answer

Ten phone calls a day

Sun in the darkroom

Exposing everything



I long to be not where I am