Lyrics:

I'm coming up behind you
I'm coming up behind you
I'm coming up behind you
I'm coming up behind you

Her hair is tangled
Between finger tips
In sudden shame I pulled her
Body to the floor

She sang a throat song chorus of "I love you"; I
She sang out, she sang out
She sang out, she sang out

Now
She sang out, she sang out
She sang out, she sang out

You look so clean
But your dressed
To fit this scene
A virgin, you are a fake liar

The angel's hair is hanging on to stretched and fraying skin
The angel's hair is hanging on to stretched and fraying skin
(Quiet defeat) I dragged her body to my
(Quiet defeat) I dragged her body to my

I feel her eyes
Green eyes behind me

Now your running faster
Than you have ever run
I, I caught her
Now your running faster
Than you have ever run
I, I caught her

Children running
Now your running
Never will I
Never will I

I move her lips to form the words
I move her lips to form the words
May I move your lips to form the words "I love you"