Funny how it grows
You think you hold the world but then it lets you go
Such a simple thing
can ask of you the single truth you cannot bring
the choice has been made for you
without you
to come true
So tenderly
The rope around your neck will gently start to squeeze
and death is your life
the love and hope you need can simply be denied
the choice has been made for you
without you
to come true
Oh it's not your fault
You're not to blame
don't be ashamed
the choice has been made for you
without you
to come true
Come and go as you do
We love you
We want to