This love's not dead
It's walking through walls
Floating through halls
And turning away when it's name is called

No more a mystery
Than a spider web or a tangled ball of twine:
Just cut out the knots, and start with a fresh line

Weave your magic web
From now until the end
You'll get the angle right
There's not another soul in sight
So scream your secrets
Up to the full-star sky
Scream secrets below the moon
Your time is coming soon
Yeah soon your time will come

Now I know your'e light
Because you're leaving
And leaving's the one thing
That brings release from the
Dull ache and the demon's wake

No more a mystery than a
Spider web or a tangled ball of twine:
Just cut out the knots, and start with a fresh line

I don't want that kind of love
I don't want to cage the dove
Count the days until your gone, but:
Oh how you'll miss my song

Miss it more than you know how