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"