Just the littlest bit of flattery might get you this far The sincerest life is a tragedy when no one knows what for See yourself as scenery A background for the stage You try to find some meaning but all you see is rage Fighting evil spirits all throughout the night You know the truth when you hear it But you’re still not sure you’re right I know you see it Come and seek You will find This world is love Who can hurt you here with me? This world is love Who can hurt you here with me?
Come touch my hands Come feel my arms; don’t be afraid of me
This world is love Who can hurt you here with me? This world is love
Holding on to breathing Is the last word on this page You wonder of the meeting When you leave the stage Thoughts become quite clear Like a hundred years ago You see the baby’s tear In this moment now you know The sincerest life is a melody Like a million years ago It starts with a single note And you have made it grow…
Who can hurt you here with me? This world is love
Come touch my hands Come feel my arms Don’t be afraid of me