Now if you could speak, then you might tell The truth to me, I'll tell you mine as well And I stupidly keep it to myself And if I should scream, hold on tight and yell Hurl abuse at me and whisper sweet and heartfelt And I'll run like hell so your news can reach me Now if looks could be just enough to tell Tell you shouldn't keep it, keep it to yourself But I stupidly keep it to myself And now you should scream, hold on tight and yell, yell Hurl abuse at me and whisper sweet and heartfelt And I'll run like hell so your news can reach me So your news can reach me Now you want a surprise, use both your hands And uncover your eyes and see Are you awake past midnight until you are blank? Or until daylight, until daylight? Then I'll run like hell so you news can reach me So you news can reach me So you news can reach me