Fill Her Eraserheads

You don't need to leave
It seems a bit naive
No need to disagree
Or seek my history
You're starin' at my soul
My sanity you stole
But then I knew all along
That anything could go wrong

Thou I can't see you
I can't feel you
I'm so glad you open my door
When I get near all my fears disappear
And I won't be alone anymore...
Hmmm...
Hmmmm...
Hmmmhmm...