These fragile legs can't go no further
These prideful knees drop like boulders into the dust
And these cold, bare feet are swept up off the street
And these hands find themselves inside yours

Let's go back to where we were
Let's go back to where we were before
This whole broken-hearted mess

We're going on and on and on
Into the mystery of love
We're going on and on and on
Into the mystery of love
Into the mystery of love

These aching eyes can't see no more
This dying heart can't beat no more, can't beat no more
And these cold, bare feet are swept up off the street
And these hands find themselves inside yours

These lungs grow weak, this mouth can't speak a word
And these eyes can't handle the beauty that they see
These lungs grow weak, this mouth can't speak a word
And these eyes can't handle the beauty that they see