Here come the signs   Of early-warning misery   Here come the sounds   It looks like a river up to here   Underneath my head      Here comes the sight   I might just lose it ?   Here comes the part   Where you ask me for my sympathy   I just might lose my head      Have you seen me   Can you hear me   Did you think you could win me over   I've been hard to hold      I've been hard to hold   And I'm missing      I made you get down   I made you get down on your hands and knees   But I made it up   I took you away from your misery   And you can't say it's ?      Now here comes the past   It looks like what's in front of me   This may be the last   This may be the last thing you'll see of me   And it might be your key to rest      I've been hard to hold   And I'm missing