Don't ask me to give you my heart.
The moon is full, the night is bright
and much to do before I start.
Don't ask me to do what's right.
Don't ask to see the secrets of my soul.
Don't look too closely upon the abyss,
for the depths are blacker than coal.
Don't remind me of that which I miss.
Don't listen too hard to what I say.
Listen instead to what is not said.
Life is always right, come what may.
Don't search for the dreams in my bed.
Don't reach for a soul so clear and true.
Don't ask for an answer that's easy and pat.
Don't ask me to tell you I love you;
what I feel is far stronger than that.