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 hopes seem 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 brief And there's nothing I can do When it comes haunting her again And turns it worse She shivers like a leaf As the waves of pain heave trough The ruthless bringer of the end: Fierce, perverse 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 Don't go yet! Don't let go, Not yet, my only one... Don't go yet! I can't let go, Not yet, my only one...