Holding, you close, feels like, a cut-throat.
Losing blood, the weakness of, falling in love.
And I was never afraid of the dark,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart.
And it’s true, I was never afraid of the dark,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart.
Resisting, your soul, is walking, a tightrope
The distant sound, of dangerous ground, wolves are calling.
And I was never afraid of the dark.
No I was never afraid,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart.
And it’s true, I was never afraid of the dark,
No I was never afraid,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart.
Love is believing, love is believing.

And I was never afraid of the dark.
No I was never afraid,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart.
And it’s true, I was never afraid of the dark.
No I was never afraid,
Until you, oh the weapon you make of my heart.
Till the weapon you made of my heart.