You hate your fate
And feel sorry for yourself
Your regrets
Are the harvest of your qualms. Release
From fears confide in me
I can tell you what you need
Anyone can
I am just a share of your pain

Anytime I'm with you I desire to touch your body
Tirelessly you say you gonna meet somebody
Endlessly [bad word] back to me but still refuse to see
Here I am singing of you

La la la da da [bad word] steals away)
La la la da da
(like a river flow)

We're young, we have
No mercy on those who spend their lives
Building churches, raising the art of small steps
Small claps you exchange
Not knowing if they grow to applause
You're blind
If only I could make up you mind