Delicate Love


Something has come between us; I'm done, I'm backing down
And when I tell you this sickness, it won't defeat us; you find a way to turn it back around.
And don't you tell me you don't love me, I won't believe it; I'm done, I'm backing down.
All the while I feel my heart as its beating, while hers is bleeding out

My love, my love wait for me.
My love, my love wait for me.

Is it our lives that have come between us; did we tear the meaning out?
And all the while those words we kept in bottles, finally are read aloud.
And don't you tell me that this love ain't worth fighting for, I won't believe in what we're leaving out.
But deep down in your eyes I can see it; Oh I can see your doubt.
Will I ever be alive, will I ever be alive again?
Never will I be alive, will I ever be alive again?
Will I ever be alive, will I ever be alive again?
Never will I be alive, will I ever be alive again?

Something has come between us.
Something has come, come between us.
And don’t you tell me you don’t love me, I won’t believe it; I'm far from running out
Oh on this delicate love between us, are things they'll write about.