I know there are things I tell myself
That don't have to happen
Things that wake up from oblivion
And come back to make me cry
I would stay with you
One, two, three more nights
If you hadn't cut the thread
If only we could go back
I don't blame you for my sorrow
I don't blame you for my hurt
I'd build you a castle
With your tears of salt
I looked after you like a child
Who doesn't know how to walk
Let me protect you
From what might happen
Give me peace and give me war
Give me breath, look after me
Little carnations on you hair
The tattoos on your skin
Today it rots and rots again
That which smelled like honey yesterday
I damn my sanity
Take me away, little dove
Give me peace and give me war
Give me breath, look after me
Little carnations on you hair
The tattoos on your skin
Today it rots and rots again
That which smelled like honey yesterday
I damn my sanity
Take me away, little dove
I damn you
And your tears of salt
I damn you
You won't make me cry
I damn you
I damn you
I damn you
And your tears of salt
I damn you
You won't make me cry
I damn you
Because a child that isn't my own,
I shouldn't have looked after it
I shouldn't have looked after it
I shouldn't have looked after it
I shouldn't have looked after it