Texty: Cocteau Twins. Carolyn's Fingers.

When he said, "You are full of love"
She fell down into this dirty mess
Some people see me laugh and tell us
It's wrong to make fun of me

Even they don't give any more
Try, try to fall
She fell down into this mess

Even then they don't give
Try, try to fall
She fell down and he's so sick
Of it all and of me

This part, not out of her saw fit to drop
Whispers might prove it all
You're just closer to me when you fall
But you broke, this would prove it all

You just closer to me
But you broke, this would prove it all
Sleep now, you susur, try to talk
Reach out for that hand

Reach out for that hand
And even they don't give any more
Try, try to fall
Even then they don't give
Try, try to fall

You just closer to me at the fall
But you don't want, want my hand
You're just closer to me
But you don't want, want my hand