Delicate

We might kiss when we are alone
Nobody's watching
We might take it home

We might make out when nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate

So why do you fill my sorrows
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've known?
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to ya?
Why do you sing with me at all?

We might live like never before
When there's nothing to give
Well how can we ask for more?
We might make love
In some sacred place
The look on your face is delicate

So why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place that you've known?
And why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to ya?
Why do you sing with me at all?

Why do you fill my sorrow
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place that you've known?
Why do you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to ya?
Why do you sing with me at all?