| ComeLike a baby to the breast | |
| Every inch of you to test my skin | |
| YouDeepen cracks and pour in more | |
| Still standing at the door in tears | |
| And I feel and do you feel | |
| Enough love | |
| Or do you feel, or do you feel | |
| Enough love is too rare | |
| StillLeaving me untied in hands | |
| That you tied and locked away alive | |
| HereI can't stand another scene | |
| Can't face another day in here | |
| And I feel and do you feel | |
| Enough love | |
| Or do you feel, or do you feel | |
| Enough love is too rare | |
| Do I feel, do you feel | |
| Enough love | |
| Or do you feel, or do you feel | |
| Enough love is too rare | |
| You could weather me if | |
| I turned to stone | |
| If I turned to stone something like a statue | |
| You could keep me hidden in your garden | |
| Then no-one need ever know | |
| And I feel and do you feel | |
| Enough love | |
| Or do you feel, or do you feel | |
| Enough love is too rare | |
| Do I feel, do you feel | |
| Enough love | |
| Or do you feel, or do you feel | |
| Enough love is too rare |