Funny how it grows   You think you hold the world but then it lets you go   Such a simple thing   can ask of you the single truth you cannot bring      the choice has been made for you   without you   to come true      So tenderly   The rope around your neck will gently start to squeeze   and death is your life   the love and hope you need can simply be denied      the choice has been made for you   without you   to come true      Oh it's not your fault   You're not to blame   don't be ashamed      the choice has been made for you   without you   to come true      Come and go as you do   We love you   We want to