Catch me if I fall-I’m losing hold-I can’t just carry on this way-And every time-I turn away-Lose another blind game-The idea of perfection holds me-Suddenly I see you change-Everything at once-The same-But the mountain never moves-Rape me like a child-Christened in blood-Painted like an unknown saint-There’s nothing left but hope-Your voice is dead-And old-And always empty-Trust in me through closing years-Perfect moments wait-If only we could stay-Please Say the right words-Or cry like the stone white clown-And stand-Lost forever in a happy crowd-No one lifts their hands-No one lifts their eyes-Justified with empty words-The party just gets better and better-I went away alone-With nothing left -But faith-
The Cure, Faith
