Your sting-red full stops my skin Dotted, scratch, scratch, now I’m bleeding Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings
Are you sitting comfortably? Then we'll begin
There’s bears in the wood and they’re out to get me And I’m safe from harm if I stay in this chalet And hold me tight and I’ll sink in I’m absorbed in your thinking
But you don’t know You But you don’t know You
Your sting-red full stops my skin Dotted, scratch, scratch, now I’m bleeding Legions upon legions of craftsmen handmade my feelings
