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