Let me inside you

into your room

I've heard it's lined

with the things

you don't show

Lay me beside you

down on the floor

I've been your lover

from the womb

to the tomb

I dress as your

daughter when the

moon becomes round

You'll be my

mother when

everything's gone

And she will

always carry on

Something is lost

but something

is found

They will keep on

speaking her name

Some things change

Some stay the same

Keep beckoning

to me

From behind

that closed door

The maid and

the mother and the

crone that's grown old

I hear your voice

coming out

of that hole

I listen to you and

I want some more

I listen to you and

I want some more

And she will

always carry on

Something is lost

but something is found

They will keep on

speaking her name

Some things change

Some stay the same

She will always

carry on

Something is lost but

something is found

They will keep on

speaking her name

Some things change

Some stay the same...

Let me inside you

Into your room

I've heard it's lined

with the things

you don't show

Lay me beside you

down on the floor

I've been your lover

from the womb

to the tomb

I dress as your

daughter when the

moon becomes round

You'll be my mother

when everything's gone

And she will

always carry on

Something is lost

but something is found

They will keep on

speaking her name

Some things change

Some stay the same

And she will

always carry on

Something is lost

but something is found

They will keep on

speaking her name

Some things change

Some stay the same

And she will

always carry on

Something is lost

but something is found

They will keep on

speaking her name

Some things change

Some stay the same...