I dreamt last night  that you were seeing another  And now I wonder if there's  any truth in it  Whatever I dream  I should not bother  'cos the amount of truth  is not a bit  Darker and later  This is blood  Darker and later  This is blood  I woke up when  you were talking to me  I thought I had a rope  Around my neck  Your cold hands are  where they should not be  I can't enjoy them  creeping up my back  I believe in a small affair  That we can live and die for  It's not too late  I believe in moments that  We can live and die for  I'm where you are  You're not seeing another  You're not seeing another