whisper soft
whisper low
tell me things I shouldn't know
with you I want to grow
if this is love
it hangs in doubt
it'll kill you or me
if we come out
but what a way to go
talk to me again
please talk for me again
you've drawn the breath
from my soul
then you gave me life
and made me whole...forever
and when it ends
as it must end
I'll write a book
the saddest book
and it will be our story
the ballad of a bitter end