Where you go 
Where you go I would follow 
Over mountains 
Fields and houses 

And you have grown 
Sure and slow all your secrets 
Within my heart 
So please, 
Don't make me believe 
If you don't believe it 
Don't make me give 
If you ain't receiving 
Don't hang me from the [bad word] 
If you never plan [bad word] for me 

Wrong me not 
Wrong me not, for I'm weary 
I've known your kind 
And I don't have the time to be 
Disarmed for a dead ending 
So go on, make my day 
If you really aren't pretending 

If I fall, would you follow behind? 
Would I want those roaming eyes for mine? 
Tell me, if you were free 
Would desire still reach this degree? 
Oh, baby 

Don't make me believe 
If you don't believe it 
Don't make me weep 
If you ain't worth keeping 
Don't hang me from the [bad word] 
If you never plan [bad word] .. 

Don't make me believe 
If you don't believe it 
Don't make me bleed 
For no [bad word] reason 
My hopes are at the [bad word] 
So if you love another one, 
Then leave.