Something delicate
Like a pearl made smooth by the sea
Something melancholy
Like a heart broken but unbounded
Your love, your love, your love
Your love, your love, your love
Something secret and safe
Like an old picture in a book
Something golden true
Your voice crying out in the dark
Your love, your love, your love
Your love, your love, your love
When my, when my days are done
And they, and they ask me what I'll take, take from this life
When my, when my days are done
And they, and they ask me what I'll take, take from this life
Your love, your love, your love
Your love, your love, your love
When my bones turn to ash and all that remains is your love
When my bones turn to ash and all that remains is your love
Your love, your love, your love
Your love, your love, your love
Your love, your love, your love
Your love, your love, your love
Something delicate
Like a pearl made smooth by the sea
Something melancholy
Like a heart broken but unbounded
