Don't love me too much,
i don't think i can take it.
A little tender to the touch
and it feels like we can break it...
I'll follow you 'round
I'll follow you 'round
I'll follow you 'round
Don't you dance so close
i don't think i can follow
I've been hanging with the ghost
the cause of all this trouble
I'll follow you 'round
I'll follow you 'round
And i'll follow you down,
I'll follow you...
Don't you speak so soft
I don't think i can bear it.
I've been dancing with the ghost,
and it's much too late to fake it.