We might kiss
when we are alone.
Nobody's watching
might take you home.
We might make out
when nobody's there.
It's not that we're scared,
it's just that it's delicate.


So why d'you fill my sorrow
with the words you've borrowed
from the only place you've known.

And why d'you sing Hallelujah
if it means nothing to you,
Why d'you sing with me at all?


We might live
Like we never before.
There's nothing to give
well how can we ask for more?
We might make love
in some sacred place.
That look on your face
is delicate.


So why d'you fill my sorrow
with the words you've borrowed
from the only place you've known.

And why d'you sing Hallelujah
if it means nothing to you,
why d'you sing with me at all?

So why d'you fill my sorrow
with the words you've borrowed
from the only place that you've known.

And why d'you sing hallelujah
if it means nothing to you,
why d'you sing with me at all?