Will I see you again? So thin, stretched across the ocean Your body's not on mine Can't turn a blind eye My body's dominated by A ritual life line (): Too young for love Carol tree can't see me Too young for love You kiss me completely I try to replace you Night light/life without bright lose Your body is my shrine To celebrate a nothing My body won't be kind Another invitation All your Is all I dream of These eyes Become Always speak of All your Is all I dream of These eyes Become All I think of