Accidental Babies – Damien Rice – letras

I held you like a loverHappy handsAnd your elbow in the appropriate placeAnd we ignored our others’ happy plansFor that delicate look upon your faceOur bodies moved and hardenedHurting parts of your gardenWith no room for a pardonIn a place where no one knows what we have doneDo you comeTogether ever with him?Is he dark enoughEnough to see your light?Do you brush your teeth before you kiss?Do you miss my smell?Is he bold enough to take you on?Do you feel like you belong?Does he drive you wild?Or just mildly free?What about me?You held me like a loverSweaty handsAnd my foot in the appropriate placeWe used cushions to cover happy glandsAnd the mild issue of our disgraceOur minds pressed and guardedWhile our flesh disregardedThe lack of space for the light-heartedIn the boom that beats our drumAnd I know I make you cryI know sometimes you wanna dieBut do you really feel alive without me?If so be freeIf not leave him for meBefore one of us hasAccidental babiesFor we are