Here come the signs
Of early-warning misery
Here come the sounds
It looks like a river up to here
Underneath my head
Here comes the sight
I might just lose it?
Here comes the part
Where you ask me for my sympathy
I just might lose my head

Have you seen me
Can you hear me
Did you think you could win me over
I´ve been hard to hold

I´ve been hard to hold
And I´m missing

I made you get down
I made you get down on your hands and knees
But I made it up
I took you away from your misery
And you can´t say it´s?

Now here comes the past
It looks like what´s in front of me
This may be the last
This may be the last thing you´ll see of me
And it might be your key to rest

I´ve been hard to hold
And I´m missing