To love is mourning for the death of what used to be
You turned your back on me, and you just give
Why can't you see me?
To love is fearing for the end what they both have seen
Before what came to be
Was I too off?
Why won't you hold me?

Humour me
Let me turn you up
Uh, come to me, let my love take you higher
Uh, in your eyes, in your heart
There are secrets
Uh, too dark to hold, too white to grow
Just take my hand and don't let go

My hands have no joy to give
My voice has no hope to say
I am lost, because you can't find me
Your words have a broken way
Your heart has no love to bring
Because it sits
I know that's through now, now

Humour me
Let me turn you up
Uh, come to me, let my love take you higher
Uh, in your eyes, in your heart
There are secrets
Uh, too dark to hold, too white to grow
Just take my hand and don't let go
Don't let go, don't let go
Don't let go, don't let go
Don't let go, don't let go