Delicate by Damien Rice

We might kiss
When we are alone
Nobody's watching
Might take you home

We might make out
When nobody's there
It's not that we're scared
It's just that it's delicate

So why d'you feel my sorrows
With the words you've borrowed
From the only place you've known
And why d'you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why d'you sing with me at all?

We might live
Like never before
There's nothing to give
Well, how can we ask for more?

We might make love
In some sacred place
The look on your face
Is delicate

So why d'you feel my sorrow
With the words you borrowed
From the only place that you've known
And why d'you sing Hallelujah
If it means nothing to you
Why'd you sing with me at all?