I'll no longer hide it.
Yes, you move me to tears over and over.
Every time I get it settled excite it,
Every time I get my face dry you sing.

It's not meant to be a strain,
It's not meant to be a [bad word] uphill.

But now I know so now I no longer fight it.
I [bad word] on in little floating head at the door
Who are you, who are you,
Who [bad word] to fill my room.
 [bad word] on [bad word] in.

I will no longer hide it,
Yes, the way you say it stirs me to the core.
Every time no matter what,
No matter who you think you are.
Every time I hear you say undo I do
And my tears fall,
And my universe is shone.
But who are you voice in headphones?