Love Suffers Long

Now her hands are cold
And they stop at you
As small as you once were
Would they climb back down
Like your favorite song
And the scarabs you all know
I won’t stop with you, oh no
I won’t stop with you, oh no
It is not allowed
It is not
I’ll devote to you

Oh, to run at you
Oh, to run at you
Oh, to run at you
Oh...