Thursday, August 28, 2008

Delicate


We might kiss
when we are alone
when nobody’s watchin’
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'd ya fill my sorrow
with the words you borrow
from the only place you've known
why'd ya sing hallelujah
if it means nothin’ to ya
why'd ya sing with me at all?

we might live
like never before
when there's nothin’ to give
well, how can we ask for more?