Must have been a week Since drew the curtains down I don't know if it's night or day And I don't care Our hope seems bleak But she's pulling through somehow While I'm trembling in dismay, in despair
can see you're scared and tired of all this I can see the torment, the damage it has done Still we both know what the other alternative Not yet, the only one
The good moments brief And there's nothing I can do When it haunting her again And does it worse
She shivers like a leaf As the waves of pain heave through The ruthless of the end Fierce, perverse
I can see scared and tired of all this I can see the torment, the damage it has done Still we both know what the other alternative is Not yet, the only
Don't go yet, don't let go Not yet, my only one Don't go yet, I let go Not yet, my only one