Human patterns
Wedding marches
Bouncing babies
Fallen arches
Oh let them fall, let them fall
Your guard and your clothes
Let them fall

It`ll end in tears
I won`t cry
I won`t cry
I won`t

I was looking for a nail
To catch my clothing
And my imagination
Oh let it pull let it run
To leave me completely undone
It`ll end in tears
I won`t cry
I won`t cry
I won`t

What time won`t tell
The tolling bell
Say secrets won`t be kept
The bus was late
We celebrate
The bus conductress weeping
At the terminus

It`ll end in tears
I won`t cry
I won`t cry
I won`t