The more I love the more I fear That you will be no more near
That you will be no more kind
Now that you've conquered my mind
Now that you’ve contolled my senses
And I've let down all my defences
I worry that you will kiss and go
And leave me here, facing the blow.
I fear that once I've given myself
Naked to all your wishes
Crossed the line of what’s you and me
Will your love turn vicious?
