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You lead me headlong to the place where I belong

Given big blows to what my heart knows

Old hat and old stories

I get a little red and I'll burst rather than wax and melt

I get a little red

And recalled how I cursed the fact of your tortured trust

Now that's gone I was so wrong

We know where our love lies

Through the catacombs we roam

Come into my house throw open the windows wide

Then back to your house to do likewise

Chliche time more or less, I stake my claim

 You stake my heart, striking dumb then dearly depart

 When it gets too heavy, send for Henny

I'll follow her

Where wet nurse apologies and putrid prisons mix

Our love becomes this useless box of tricks

 When it seems so heavy, send for Henny

 Ill follow her

 Follow her

 Follow her

 Follow her

 Follow her

 Follow her