do you dare,
take a breath?
do you dream of a tragic death?
i know you do

d'you possess, s'avoir faire
d'you put cheap bleach on your hair?
you delicate flower

and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky

and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky

do you dress,
like a dame?
do you burn on a catholic flame?
by the hours, by the hours, by the hours

you were born,
forth from joy
and you're every girl and boy
you know you are, you know you are

so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky

and so what is love?
and who am i?
to dare to pull the stars from your favourite sky

from your favourite sky

do you dare,
take a breath?
do you dream of a tragic death?