I'm coming up behind you
I'm coming up behind you
I'm coming up behind you
I'm coming up behind you
Her hair is tangled
Between finger tips
In sudden shame I pulled her
Body to the floor
She sang a throat song chorus of "I love you"; I
She sang out, she sang out
She sang out, she sang out
Now
She sang out, she sang out
She sang out, she sang out
You look so clean
But your dressed
To fit this scene
A virgin, you are a fake liar
The angel's hair is hanging on to stretched and fraying skin
The angel's hair is hanging on to stretched and fraying skin
(Quiet defeat) I dragged her body to my
(Quiet defeat) I dragged her body to my
I feel her eyes
Green eyes behind me
Now your running faster
Than you have ever run
I, I caught her
Now your running faster
Than you have ever run
I, I caught her
Children running
Now your running
Never will I
Never will I
I move her lips to form the words
I move her lips to form the words
May I move your lips to form the words "I love you"