| These tears | |
| I'm wailing | |
| I spill not without reason | |
| Remove them | |
| My dearest love | |
| MyTake me to the place | |
| I've been dreaming of | |
| Where the grotesquely lonely | |
| Meet the grotesquely lonely | |
| And they whisper just very softly | |
| Please, be mine, dearest love | |
| Be my dearest love, be my dearest love | |
| I have hung on, hung on, hung on | |
| For one hundred years | |
| For someone to shake me | |
| Someone to wake me if necessary | |
| Someone to break me | |
| My dearest love | |
| My dearest love | |
| My dearest love | |
| My dearest love | |
| My dearest love | |
| My dearest love |