The fields are near and i wont trust the air with secrets
i can't stop holding this treasure in my arms
for all the water in the ocean could never turn this swan's legs from black to white


let them say. let them say. let them say what they please


you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that.
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you want me to let go

you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that.
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you say the things that make me want to lose you


we went on drinking, celebrating something
i looked at you and said that i'm forever yours

you looked at me and said oh the idea of being in love
the idea, the idea, of being forever yours.


you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you want me to let go

you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that
even if you want me to let go honey
even if you say the things that make me want to release you


screaming from the inside of me, a lonely and pleading phantasm
we only get what we see; gazing so desperately

between the things that we fear; gazing so desperately
allaborate dillusions; were watching segregated illusions
between the things that we see and the things that we fear

no, no, it wont make them dissapear.

you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that

even if you want me to let go honey
even if you want me to let go
you wont be leaving my arms ever. i promise you that

even if you want me to let go honey
even if you say the things that make me want to release you