(Once a week, I lock the doors and I draw the curtains If it wasn't for you it would be like this all the time Why does smiling not suit me? Why does a frown seem to befit my face? You say it's the other way around) There is a saved place in this dark There is an end and then a start And in my hand I won't And in my blood Help you And in my heart From love And in my room You do And in my hand I won't And in my blood Make you And in my heart Come here And in my room With you There is a seed sown good and here There is a growing out of fear And in my hand I won't And in my blood Help you And in my head If I won't And in my room You do And in my care And I won't And in my blood Make you And in my head Come here And in my room With you How sweet the sound (And it's easier said than done) How sick we found (I really do appreciate what you're trying to do for me) How sweet the sound (Sometimes you just got to let me find out for myself) How sick we found (And I know that you do, but I worry you'll just get fed up with me) (And things will just go back to the way they used to be) There is a saved place in this dark There is an end and then a start And in your hand I won't And in your blood Help you And in your heart If I won't And in your room You do And in your hand And I won't And in your blood Make you And in your heart Come here And in your room With you How sweet the sound, how sick we've found How sweet the sound, how sick we've found How sweet the sound, how sick we've found How sweet the sound, how sick we've found How sweet the sound, how sick we've found How sweet the sound, how sick we've found How sweet the sound, how sick we've found (Once a week, I lock the doors and I draw the curtains If it wasn't for you it would be like this all the time Why does smiling not suit me? Why does a frown seem to befit my face? You always say it's the other way around)