
作词 : Paris Paloma
作曲 : Paris Paloma/Harry Charlton
They say skin on skin helps babies bond
Did you hold me wrong?
I don't think you did, was I always like this?
I don't think I can love like anybody wants
To crave something you hate
Touch me right, it's too late
I don’t understand, no one holds my hand
Like she used to
You said you'd love me to death
But now that death's come
Has it come to an end
All of your love for me?
I'm craving, just aching
To be carried upstairs to bed
To be a child, to be looked after right
To be small enough to be cradled again
The only thing that holds me now
Like she used to, is thе ground
As I lay among the weeds, the grass it cradles mе
And I could fall into the earth if it meant I could be with her
You said you'd love me to death
But now that death's come
Has it come to an end
All of your love for me?
I’m craving, just aching
To be carried upstairs to bed
To be a child, to be looked after right
To be small enough to be cradled again