Tekster: My Bloody Valentine. Isn't Anything. Nothing Much to Lose.

Soft hand, I don't understand
Big brown eyes
With a small, small heart

I'll come down, down, down
Oh, you don't know what you found
Don't, don't walk, walk, walk away

Take me, I will remember you
Long dark hair
Nothing much to lose

Help you crawl, crawl, crawl
Oh, I wanna see it all
Eyes asked why, why, why? Too late

Please you, oh, I know what to do
A soft salt taste
Do you see me as a fool?

Can I look, look, look?
Oh, the things you took
Eyes asked why, why, why? Too late

I'll come down, down, down
Oh, you don't know what you found
Don't, don't walk, walk, walk away