| So I can't believe in you | |
| And you can't believe in me? | |
| Is this what we call a truce? | |
| Is this how it's meant to be? | |
| In these arms a pleasant lace of charms so ask me | |
| One more time I beg for | |
| One less sign to see what | |
| I can find among the ones you make me out to be | |
| I know I am like everything before | |
| I can see when I am on the floor | |
| I cross I wait for everything to turn | |
| I am I breathe for what you make me yearn | |
| In these arms a pleasant lace of charms so ask me | |
| One more time I beg for | |
| One less sign to see what | |
| I can find among the ones you make me out to... | |
| One more time | |
| One less sign | |
| When you turn your back to me | |
| (and so I wait for you to turn) | |
| One more time I beg for | |
| One less sign to see what | |
| I can find among the ones you make me out to... | |
| One more time | |
| One less sign | |
| When you turn your back to me | |
| One more time | |
| One less sign | |
| When you turn to me again |