10 AM, Gare Du Nord
This feels right and I'm letting itAnd now I know just what to doTire of me if you will, my dearI will not tire of youAnd this is the world as I see it nowTurns out that nothing is fairYou can leave me if you wish, my loveBut I'm not going anywhere
And please do not hurt me, love,I am a fragile one, and you are the white in my eyesPlease do not break my heart,I think it's had enough pain to last the rest of my life
Endless distraction, you worry meBut I'm trying to figure out howYou don't have to make any promises, loveI'm afraid I might die for you nowAnd I'd kill just to watch you as you're sleepingI hope that you'll let me, in timeYou don't have to call me yours, my loveDamn it, I'm calling you mine!
And please do not hurt me, love,I am a fragile one, and you are the white in my eyesPlease do not break my heart,I think it's had enough pain to last the rest of my life
And I will not tire of you