Delicate
We might kiss when we are alone when nobody's watching.We might take it home, we might make out when nobody's there. It's not that we're scared,it's just that it's delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow with the words you've borrowed from the only place that you've known and why do you sing Hallelujah if it means nothing to you, Why do you sing with me at all?
We might live like never before when there's nothing to give well how can we ask for more. We might make love in some sacred place. The look on your face is delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow with the words you've borrowed from the only place that you've known and why do you sing Hallelujah if it means nothing to you. Why do you sing with me at all?
So why do you fill my sorrow with the words you've borrowed from the only place that you've known and why do you sing Hallelujah if it means nothing to you, Why do you sing with me at all?
We might live like never before when there's nothing to give well how can we ask for more. We might make love in some sacred place. The look on your face is delicate
So why do you fill my sorrow with the words you've borrowed from the only place that you've known and why do you sing Hallelujah if it means nothing to you. Why do you sing with me at all?