Shroud of TurinI saw himHe saw meThat Turin-stained shraudIn RiminiHe criedAnd I criedWe both diedLaughingHim and meWhy me?Why Rimini?I want youYou want meWe both wantThe things weâll never be nowWe see nowItâs sad howSome things arenât meant to beFor weAre just you and meIt never happens when you want it toIt never does what itâs supposed to doItâs never good enough to see me throughSee me throughI love that shroud that youâre inI love that youâre maturingI love that sweet sack youâre inI love your saccharinIt never happens when you want it toIt never does what itâs supposed to doItâs never good enough to see me throughSee me throughHe saw meI saw himWe both sawBeneath each othersâSkin deepEr than deepWe both sleepTo dream of what could beFor meAnd singhymns for him and meI love that shroud that youâre inI love that youâre from Turin