Softly - Sunday (1994)

Lyrics by：Paige Turner/Lee Antony Newell

Composed by：Paige Turner/Lee Antony Newell

Produced by：Lee Antony Newell

When you touch me

I fall to pieces I lose it

Your skin is soft as funeral music

And I think there's dust in my eyes

They won't stop leakin'

'Cause when you walk out the door

I get a feeling I simply can't ignore

I've died a thousand times

Watching you leave

It's like my neck to the knife softly

I'm falling from the high rise

When you say goodbye

My head hits the pavement so softly

So softly

I've never heard a sound as sweet

As when you turn the key

Ah-la-la-la la-la-la

Don't try to read me

'Cause I'm not book

I was made to be loved

Not understood

And when I find your shirt

In my drawer

It makes me feel like a prisoner of war

I've died a thousand times

Watching you leave

It's like my neck to the knife softly

I'm falling from the high rise

When you say goodbye

My head hits the pavement so softly

So softly

Let's do a crime

Share a cell together

Throw away the key

Oh the less the merrier

Let's do a crime

Share a cell together

Throw away the key

Oh the less the merrier

I've died a thousand times

Watching you leave

Oh the less the merrier

I'm falling from the high rise

When you say goodbye

Oh the less the merrier

So softly