Must have been a week

Since she drew the curtains down

I don't know if it's night or day

And I don't care

Our hope seems so bleak

But she's pulling through somehow

While I'm trembling in dismay, in despair

I can see you're scared and tired of all this

I can see the torment, the damage it has done

Still we both know what the other alternative is

Not yet, the only one

The good moments are breezed

And there's nothing I can do

When it comes onto her again

And does it worse

She shivers like a leaf

That's the way ?soul? ?plea? he through

The ruthless bringer of the end

Fears ?bevered?

I can see you're scared and tired of all this

I can see the torment, the damage she has done

Still we both know what the other alternative is

Not yet, the only one

Don't go yet, don't yet go

Not yet, my only one

Don't go yet, I can't let go

Not yet, my only one

[F]abinh[O]